A New Spiritual Alchemy

The boa constrictor that was Christ has gone away. I now draw in the elephant within me to share a trunk with the modern day. Shiva, your smile radiates as you plan a whole new dance of destruction. Maybe you think of an alligator today. Over us, the seagulls smile back even though they are confused along the way. The military of mind has died and now Vishnu can be rightious and free to tell the truth publicly. God's gun is on the team, with a wish to steer the ship away from the rocks in this time without a lighthouse. Brahma comes to me to create a dream and to feel the serpent publicly and to set me free of the terror that it brings. I can go by Ganesha in The Middle East, even though this Amal is welcomed by Colleed. Camels let him back into their desert space today, and laughter fills his lungs.