Labrynth

The stones open the doorway
to my soul

The spiral invites me inside
winding gently turning
Taking me along

I don't need to know where
just trust
the path is exactly right

Waves crash in time with my heartbeat
The pulse of the prana in my veins

The ancient elders faces
etched in the stones
stand guard

holy holes
windows into the past
A birthing chair at the edge of the sea
where queens brought new life to the tribe

I am floating falling smiling
into the sweet abyss