The Kiss Of Light Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

The daylight is hurting my eyes:
I need the night's darkness.
I need the dense soil's darkness
for the germination of the seeds of light:
to sprout and shine in the Morning of my life!
I need isolation for the preservation of my energy:
I need to let my old self die,
so I can be re-born for my Self.

I need silence so I can Speak,
I need the Third Eye so I can See,
I need to eliminate the Mind and Heart
so I can become Spirit:
the essential composition
of the Celestial Supreme Being.

I need to freely fluctuate
in the Immensity of the Universe,
to evaporate my blood and sap in the Source:
to magnetise and merge with the Energy,
to open my chest thus to emit the Light,
same as the stars, and explode
in the conflagration of constellations.

I need to electrify my fingertips,
as an extended ramification
of the Infinite Energy,
to illuminate the all-seeing Eye
of my Consciousness,
to exhale the fire of my spirit:
to put my carnal lips
on the mouth of the Sky,
in an everlasting Kiss of Light.