There’s a face in the shadows
Downcast, serene
A quiet glow drapes
The rest of her
As she sits cross-legged 
On the floor 
She holds the cosmos in her prayerful hands 
I want to see the face 
so full of quiet grace 
I want to understand 
Where the woman gets 
Her stillness from 
I tilt my head to see 
More clearly 
And then two shimmering orbs 
Rise from under their lidded veils 
I hold my breath I’m no longer 
Watching from the outside in
I float I glide out of the place
I’m light as a feather 
I rise up there’s no tether 
To time and space
To anything I have ever known 
I float on 
And I drop 
The sharp edged angst that I had held 
In my chest and in my head 
And it falls
Away from me 
I stretch out my arms 
As I rise and rise 
Into the infinity 
Of those glimmering eyes 
Through twin portals
To my paradise.