What are these minutes that sift before me
Perceptions of an organization
most pleasing to human consciousness
And yet consciousness itself
Sweeps through us like waves of energy
that all these perceptions
and synthesize existence.
Reforming individual purpose
a sizeable contribution to global consciousness
Wrapped in ethereal robes
that move the winds
and spiral the atmosphere
guiding us through the rhythms
Cascading ribbons in concentric patterns
tracing and revealing an aura of the scheme
to which we all drive that ancient, ecstatic dance.