Through the Looking Glass of My Life

The Jaguar danced on through

The Looking Glass

As it crawled up my arm

In but a dream.

And through the Looking Glass

Did it seem that the Jaguar

Entered its true dark Being….

The Panther claws dig deep

Within my arm to catch its prey

Sought through a thousand conscious lives.

 

The thousand petaled lotus

Opening up

Delivering the prize

A Diamond…

 

And the Light of the True Dark Self

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