Closed heart chakra
The child grew up, then one day he flew away,
memory of siblings totally erased
and so it does reman till this very day,
of his indifference remaining unfazed,
ignoring parents on whose lap he did play.
Methinks in meadows of love he has not grazed,
so he is a cripple, living in the dark,
yet to sense the light, on soul’s ascending arc.
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