Azure silence is stroked with sound.

Undulating

arrows from below slide upward along the sun’s golden arms,

intertwining rolling fins

celebrate the joy of radiance manifest in flesh.

Undulating

with threads of resonance,

the dolphins cross and weave casting a net

into whichI am carried

in a slipstream,

being soothingly sucked into a knowing.

Pellets of sound rebound

with my own vibration.

A soft belly strokes my neck – communion.

Undulating

swirling scars on smooth skin – inconsequential,

unencumbered by the shroud of the security from excuses

of what has been.

Dorsal fins greet the surface;

every cetacean breath a conscious choice-

as is the emission of frequencies

which detonate in my cells a world of pyrotechnics,

beyond cognition.

Undulating

observing

Eyes lined with kohl.

A vortex of history- beyond chiselled stone.

Aof mirrored walls of memories –

obsolete guideposts.

Undulating

My own being; transmuting-

an infinite formless expansion,

warping in the chasm of timelessness.

Pulsing sonic vibrations

squeezing, twisting echoes,

spiralling through the portals of time.

Messages

encoded on the waves of resonance from Source

emanating into the present

where this vortex around my heart swirls with such power,

expands with such force that my sternum splits

with feelings of reminiscent connections

and a love so pure

that in the luminescence of this swirling-

All is known,

then, becomes, in one breath expended

yet another frame on the funnelled silver walls of the past,

and as my sternum is healed by the sutures of sound,

my ribs again expand with the splendour of the present

By Julie Stephenson