pearls, despite the obnoxious initiates, belong to everyone
not silver-plated secrets to be cast based on caste
for breath is the common denominator, breath and
birth a birthright
to an Eternal realm of Rest

Gnosis is not a blood diamond
extracted from the elders before the village
is levelled overnight

it is the icy bottle of sea water
on a hot day you envision drinking
but await the raft to strike land
before dowsing in the well-tested spring surrounded
by horns and haloes
with identical whispers:

‘We’ve got Soma, you know’