*merkabah* Poem by Josephe Buchanan

Some tell of love stories where fire becomes a mother in healing

Wheels within wheels, where hell becomes a myth, and heaven becomes the
present

The cosmic chariot of the soul, the sacred fire, and transfiguration of
energy

It comes from the deep darkness within ones Neshamah,

Prayer to the divine Elohim, and the18th breath of life

Once ascended in that ring of fire, a being can fly beyond space and
sky

Some call it the fire in the sky, seen only through sacred third eyes

Sweet like the spirit of the sacred Shekinah,
One key in Metatronics

The visual, spiritual, and the physical, all become one in this hour of
light

To the holy vehicle of ascension, sacred and pure, flower of life