Is it primordial soup?

Molten glass 2100 degrees

Orange hot, like looking into the sun

You gather with a seven foot long blow pipe

Always turning or it will fall off center

Or just fall off

Tricky work keeping liquid glass symmetrically balanced

If it cools too quickly, it will explode

Keep it hot

Keep on turning

Pipe pushes into the surface

Tension creates a vortex until the pipe breaks thru

Glass is now starting to adhere to the red hot end of the pipe

Keep it turning, twice around

Heat evaporates the sweat from the hand almost instantly

Face is immediately flushed

Blast from the furnace fills the lungs with hot oxygen deprived air

Hand closest to the liquid fireball is yelling at the brain

Get away from here

Brain says, just a few more seconds

Hand is saying, please hurry

Keep it level, keep it turning

Hold it above the surface

Let the gather and the furnace part ways

Dip the cool end down slightly

No stringer this time

Success, for step one

The gallery cheers for each successful new step

Each step is a small one

Some days we go backwards

Watch the others and perhaps your step forward will be bigger

If you are the first then they will watch you fail and perhaps you all learn

One small mistake and you hear the words, "your done"

The fateful trip to the recycling bin can happen at any moment

Then you wait for your next turn

Failure is inevitable as we are but beginners

Success is very sweet

Dimly lit by the moonlight

Majestically inspiring hope
Offering grandiose beauty
Reflecting burning desire
My hopes are within

Your hair a soft translucent blue
Comfortably warm
I hear an angel singing
In slow soft breaths
She is inviting me

I travel the distance between us
Single bodies connect in the darkness
United together

The magic begins
We will be a new beginning

Thoughts become one
Lives brought together
By mysterious fate
Our beacon illuminates the Universe
Creating a new presence
For the world to enjoy

Our souls dance through the moonlight
Swirling
Laughing
Crying

We explore all that is
Forever
Together

An angel appears in the brilliant sunlight. 

"What are you looking for?" 

The answer was there. 

But where? 

Lost in the confusion of cynicism. 

Years mockingly smirking at themselves. 

A slight breath of inspiration. 

The courage to search within.

Confusion is swept away. 

The answer was right there. 

It had been buried.

Safely tucked under a blanket of insecurity. 

The cover was no longer needed. 

Repressed priorities surface.

Unwanted greed drifts away.

The true self finally emerges. 

Enjoying new found freedom. 

Beautiful dreams reemerge. 

Reawakened hope flourishes in the sunshine. 

The lone deer stands in the moonlight. 

Wondering which direction to take. 

Cupids arrow finds its mark.    

Penetrating deep within.

Arousing and Stimulating the soul.