Breathe through your forehead
and smell the stars.
See through your chest.
Listen with the ear
in your belly button.
That ocean of moonlight.
Cradled in your cortex
is an empty cave
where your pituitary dangles,
a lit chandelier.
Whirl there without
falling asleep.
Down below, at the mouth
of your reptilian brain
there is a portal called
amygdala, the swinging door,
almond-flavored hinge
of galaxies.
Gently push it open with
these magic words,
'Ameen, Ameen,
and so it is.'
Now walk into whatever world
you wish.