Introducing ... Where the two worlds meet, my heart burst

DON'T GO BACK TO SLEEP
by JELALUDDIN RUMI

I realise as I grow older
how easily I blindly accepted ideas,
how slavishly I held to dogmas and doctrines,
how desperate I was to belong.

I didn't ask the questions that mattered.
I didn't challenge the obvious inequality and discrimination.
I didn't fit, and yet I didn't move on.
I was always restless, yearning, seeking.

I wish I had then what Rumi alludes to -
a spirit of wakefulness -
or what Yeats hints at when he wrote -
"the voyage of discovery lies not in seeking new vistas,
but in having new eyes."

I have experienced  the two worlds touching -
it is ecstasy.
My heart pounds.
My spirit soars.
Loving kindness envelops me.

Using the elongated torso template,
I cut a slit in the chest and inserted gold netting,
reminiscent of a sun burst/heart burst.
A heart is held at the ends of the arms.
There are wisps of gold thread in her hair.