an embodied vision

a golden shining serpent
like an “S” of a mystic alphabet
by its appearance it seemed urgent
feeling it from toe to head
 
clear answers tend to stay hidden
in future days but I can see
this sign is not some kind of riddle
but forms another path to be
 
lust for silently awaiting
this another transforming step
into unseen spheres preshaping
a growing flow to leave the trap
 
as a new embodied vision
becoming one with what I am    
     to   dream     and       feel
dissolving into my own suspicion
changing into a way to stem
      from   scheme      to        real