Guided Meditation

Gravity pulls you backward, 

Ghostly fingers tugging on 

Your shoulder blades like a

Lost traveler summoning 

Companionship beyond the 

Realm of what is known. 

Your body makes impact 

With the algae-laden lagoon

Behind you, arresting your

Momentum, a free-fall into 

The portal of lustful euphoria. 

Turquoise and Chartreuse

Wash your skin with their oily 

sheen, suffocating in ecstasy. 

Scattered water droplets float

About your head like a crown

Birthed from the sea, each

Spore containing a universe 

Trapped inside its microscopic 

Shell. You emerge gasping, 

The lagoon washing clean the

Slate of your soul, as willow

Leaves kiss the rippled surface

Of the crystal blue water. You

Emerge upon the azure shore, 

Naked skin shimmering in the

Fiery glow of the rising sun, a 

Halo of light caressing tender 

Locks of auburn waves. Your 

Toes weave between lilacs and 

Blooming narcissus, a carpet

Of wonderment leading deeper

Into this realm of the fantastical. 

Fairies and sprites prance 

Through the sultry spring air, 

Their diaphanous wings locked

Together, twined in an undying 

Dance as petal-woven gowns 

Swish, encircling their delicate

Yet ethereal digits. They tug 

Insistently at your nimble legs,

Ushering you deeper into the  

forest, into the heart of your

Mind’s conjured oasis. You 

Follow obediently, feeling 

Velvet vines encircle your 

Arms, tendrils touching and

Exploring your foreign skin. 

Wisteria blossoms weep at 

Your feet, fallen from above, 

An amethyst curtain veiling 

Age-old mysteries wrapped 

In glamor, hidden from the 

Outside world. You follow 

The tinkling laughter, delving

Further into the ecstasy of 

Your untapped imagination. 

By Audra Burwell