A step within the darkened door.
In the middle of the cold stone floor.
Door is closed solitude you bought,
To reach inside your most inner thoughts.
The journey begins, as you sit there alone.
Body at ease, the mind travels home.
Mind and soul, blended and stray;
Stepping back in time to ancient ways.
Reaching center you now behold,
The power within you begins to unfold.
The door swings open, the light floods in.
Your new life now to begin.
Purity of soul, and clarity of thought
Keeping the inner strengths you sought.
Boldly stepping outside once more
Completion of this rite your heart will soar -- Aine 2004