. Poetry from The Great In-Between: The Ayahuasca Warrior

Tuesday, March 26, 2024

The Ayahuasca Warrior



(A lone voice whispers)


Into the Mythical UnderMouth


Known as The Dark Abyss

I went


Swirling like a lost Autumn leaf


In strange winds

Heaven sent


Merging like a well-drilled soldier


Into the fine lines

Of the Universe’s timeless dust


I travelled up high

Into the higher kingdoms of The Astral Realms


To mysterious crossroads of The Undreamt


Then to unvisited corners never seen before by others


Into another dimension of Time and Space


Colliding into other faceless atoms

Of golden rusty dust


Where one whispered


She would be my mother

In another life


She would nurture and get me ready for my future wife


Then that special atom flowed on


Farther still I travelled


Crashing still into other atoms as they 

Came along


Some confessed they would be my father


Sisters and brothers


But what pinned me and held me transfixed the most


Was that golden moment

Lost among that purple and hue


When a shimmering colourful cloud whispered


Before it too passed by

Like an unearthly ghost


I will be sent forward

Just for you


Forever to be your only true lover


My name is irrelevant for we will be reunited


Over the aeons

Again and again


For we are translucent beings of immortality


And in that moment of magical clarity


I knew I had found all the answers


To all my questions as she too drifted by


Flickering like a wind-blown flame


Towards a glowing light, I could not name


We are but pawns in the Greatest of all Games


But given a supreme supporting cast


Which acts as our deposit or bond


To help love and guide us

Whilst alive


And running around in its many diverse classes


For as long as the Greatest of all Games

Lasts


And then into

The Great Beyond


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


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