You Have Just Begun

I found the holy city in the heart

And it was aflame!

All was fire and as I burned I saw

Tongues of orange-gold.

Seated in the ornate high-backed chair

She watched the blaze She lit.

As tears poured forth from revelation's eyes

My being was consumed.

How long I burned I cannot know nor say

For there was no pain,

And then the heatless flames grew brighter still,

Blossoming from my heart.

Higher and higher they leapt, I was engulfed

And yet I did not die.

And as they rose and soared from my breast

She ever so calmly spoke,

Resonant with love, a Mother's voice,

"You have just begun,

The potentialities are very great."