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Kundalini yoga
I woke up with this poem almost fully 'written' for me this morning. This is about the journey of energy and makes me realise that sometimes poetry is meditation.
Kundalini calls
Coiled serpent awakes
Travels up spine
Til reaches 10th gate
Passing through rays
Of red at the root
Converts fear & rage
To courage & truth
And now that it's mastered
Danger & risk
It soaks up the warm...
Wednesday 16th August 2023 12:13 pm
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