1 There is a door. The door is you. What must come through you will come. 2 You are dipped in waters, pulled through storms. You are never only male or female. Those are the finishing touches, the final rinse of Lethe. 3 There is a place in Egypt where the lotus of the Nile is painted between two doors. They are false. They do not open, not in your lifetime. Only after. And before. 4 I died once. It was easy. My body knew what to do. I am a door opening. I am a door closing. I am spirit incognito. 5 Deep in the mud of time a lotus seed cracks.
