AIR SEED OF FIRE. MUTUAL HARMONY

Inside the inside of this time I curl up into a ball.

 I try to reach my feelings that have enrolled me into this alchemical position.

 I listen to my mother sound inside, 

I peer into my need and risk an answer that moves my doer and my conceiver into harmony.

 I reach across the abyss of confusion to build a bridge. 

Reading the signals, expressing the moment I retreat into the depth of a new understanding.

 I follow the alchemical code like I am water that then becomes airborne. 

The fire tunnels through me and I awaken onto the floor of my bridge. 

How does this all happen?  Listening to the mother sound. 

The motherword of our healing waters.   Raven Su.Sane