Kodesh hakodashim

This is my hiding place.My refuge.
It's past the veil.
The floor is a sea of glass that flexes.It looks like a crystal mirror of water.
There are beings praising him I cant describe.
The incense in his Thrown room are prayers.It's a smell I can describe.
His voice sounds like a 1000 rivers with thunder and fire mixed in.
the wall's are always changing.
There is a bowl of hot coals to the right. with a pair of tong's.
My lips are burnt with the coal and my lip's sealed up till a certain time.
This is my hiding place ,my refuge.
It's past the veil.
Kodesh hakodashim