Out in the Layers
When I extend my invitation,
the consciousness carpet unrolls
past my current edge.
And when the threshold stretches–
in sweeps further seeing.
Out in the layers, I spiral round
ever toward my sovereign waking,
my skin all new and shiny.
Nothing sticks! Problems shrink.
Regal ease with what-is
strews petals of vision
up and down the boundless path.
Each foray, I meet more majesty
in the queenly
Quantum Field
©Susa Silvermarie 2021
