Traveling Through Your Body Traveling through your body, I don't stop. I see Light, and space And dark clouds of time. It is the Light which flows from galaxies above: the Pleiades, Orion's belt, and through Casa Rinconada, Chaco Canyon. There, ten years ago, one who walks within befriended me on a trail which overlooks centuries.                  And as the white stones have marked the journey,               so I come to you now. Open, transparent even,             you can see that,           Or you don't, not just yet.        I offer within each of your lives a mirror of        yourself, felt tangibly within me.    The stars opened me. Or true desire itself, born of prayers such that everything else fell away. Everything--save Love, for a time. Love-- and the expanse of the universe unfurling before me in breathtaking, limitless splendor.                                                                                                   Next Page