I set you free
to emerge, to vanish,
like the casual angel
who rests upon my shoulder,
to search the heavenlies
for words of deliverance
and feast your soul
upon the honeyed nectar of proximity.

I set you free
to travel across a continuum
of timeless dunes of spherical dust,
and orbs that space can not define,
to poise yourself,
atop of glistening desert triangles
burning in the solvent sun
of distant, meandering thought.

I give to you anointed passage
toward a cryptic key clairvoyant
to unlock the many secrets
of the world and its endless splendor,
to burn these heavy coals
that fuel the furnace in your heart
until it is pieced collectively
in mosaic with my own.