Sensitivity Surtr

Come across something majestic rising leagues above the surface. Open to the world and alive. Inside, look for the source of the light. See stonecrops in every color, Poppies, harebells and black vanila orchids. In every form and every offering. They climb and anchor themselves inside the gargantuan cavern. 
Further in witness a brightness that clears eyes and cleans thwarted souls.
Observe other species of flowers more abundant and more fragrant than most in the forests outside.
Can one be something else here?
Speaking out loud, aromas unknown, in formats of bracts eyes recognize.
Pulled in further. Become a resident inside here. waking each day from a bed of moss. And conducting a ritual of existence.
Go to the entrance to check the surface of the earth and nothing has changed.
But here within feel a transformation within the walls and inside the depths where one fears to tread.
Absorb the blessing and understand the value of being the resident here.
It chisels the mind, change and shape shift with each day...

To return to the surface to test the divinity and sensitivity from the cave of light.
Fill mind with this knowledge, with the unknown wisdom.
Stay open, for the ways of the world are no refuge.