Ayahuasca

To look beneath this layer,
    Is to discover myself deep within, 
For in this kind of prayer, 
    Truth is no more a mortal sin. 
I went missing for thirteen years, 
    Thirteen hours and thirteen days, 
My mind had no concept of time, 
    The potion had set my soul ablaze. 
As I slid down deeper into the recess, 
    My mind’s eye finally recognized, 
The fluorescent colors vomited, 
    Were my demons being exorcised. 
So in the pit of sight and sound, 
    I found the center of my universe, 
As my subconscious came to light, 
    I found myself completely immersed. 
And I delved further into that swirl, 
    Into the core of my absolute being, 
Searching for true enlightenment, 
    With a sense that was really freeing. 
Voices rose up from the bottom, 
    Memories going up to the surface, 
Phantoms forgotten now evoked, 
    Reminding me of my purpose.