Breath as Key to the Temple
The passage into and out of the temple is guarded by the saints. The doors are locked tight by the gatekeeper. Many will walk on by, some will knock, but only the chosen will enter.
The key to the temple is the Holy Breath. How the key opens the lock is a mystery- a mystery that can only be solved by the one holding the key. No one else can turn the key for the seeker. The pilgrim alone must decipher the tumbler's order created especially for the individual soul. Each devotee has their own special gift which must be discovered and enabled.
I remember as I was cast out of Heaven. I thought I was ready, but the elders said "No." Deep down I knew they were right. I had not earned it. A kind old man had let me in. I thought I was special and didn't have to go through the vicissitudes of life like the others. "Go back," they told me. "When you have opened the door for yourself, thenyou will then be welcomed."
Bravery in talk is for the young, bravery in deed is reserved for the wise. As I returned to earth I was ill suited for the trials I would face. I neglected the wisdom of the sages and persued my own dalliances within the realm of sin. I have done much damage to the temple, but it is not destroyed yet. I still have a chance for redemption if I let the Breath guide me.
Let the breath rule again and show me the path. With my mind focussed, I will breathe slowly and deeply. I will once again knock on the door. The sentry stands guard, but has no master key. But one day I will turn the lock myself and enter on my own.
