The angel at the doorway moves
in the wonder of worlds beyond time.
Representative of some mystic glowing world
of unreality, her voice rings vibrations
into the soul like a trumpet,
echoing in dark places of being.
She shines moonlight on the darkness hovering
on the edge of one’s consciousness.

From the radiance of her eternal being,
a luminous shadow illuminates her soul.
She dances with raised arms before the unknown.
Passing to and fro through the unseen veil,
the Angel of the Threshold, in the tide of passion,
leaps into infinity contained in the Oneness
beyond all chance or knowledge.

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