Shielding

The golden ball spins in my hands,
glowing, winking, it pulses
with an intense brightness
within the center of its essence.

Swirling rainbow iridescence
rippling its surface, responding
to my heated hand and
stroking caress.

The energy linked to a million Universes
lies sparkling in my hands,
its glowing pulse matching my own
until my blood glows in harmony.

It grows as I spread my palms
as wide as my arms allow
then stretches and forms around me.
I stand within.

~Flame RavenHawk
   May 29, 1999