Magical Child Poem located in the Mayan Oracle, by Ariel Spilsbury & Michael Bryner

I am Akbal
enveloping darkness, potent peace,
fecundity of the Abyss;
Deep, silent retreat,
sanctuary,
the womb of the dreamtime,
the powerful cauldron of possibility
where
all
exists
now.
Dream matrix where reality is created
by the conscious dreamers,
Place of remembrance of the formless,
sounding the Great Mystery of being in form-
The "stillness that is
the dancing."
I beckon you to merge with me,
to go within;
To free your illusions
of pain,
sadness,
judgement,
limitation,
forgetting-
That the gifts of release,
the glimmer of light at tunnel's end,
might be yours;
That the expansive vessel of the Essence Self
might be raised to your eager lips
and your reunion tenderly celebrated
in the sanctuary of my warmth,
my darkness,
my peace.
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