Invitation

Flames of white and blue, of a fire that burns but not consumes,
Swept across on surface first, but soon was through and through.
Submerged but alive, yet no breathe for the pounding heart,
Until at last I deeply draw on air that fills with life.

I gaze upon heavenly rings laid concentrically,
Embraced with visible energy, engulfed with awe and mystery.
They pulsate and speak an invitation,
“We welcome you into the Trinity.”

I wake, confused, mind enshrouded,
And clarity soon brought an anxiety: did I see
Something mortals ought not to see?

I sense a new dullness to this reality.

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