Rain swept winds dampen the air,
Twilight pervades,
like a mystical prayer.
Primal memory slowly stirs within,
Psyche yawns,
...the immersion begins.
Carried along the watery flow,
Chronos sleeps,
images rise from below.
Forgotten forms take shape anew,
Underworld unlocked,
you now confront your taboos.
Shadow and light to rejoin as One,
Twilight sustained,
your sense of duality undone.
by April Bender
Mood audio: Peter Gundry - Lady of the Dawn