Kundalini
Ida
Pingala
Sushumna
Or nebula
Cold breath
Hot breath
No breath
Know breath
Three known channels for the flow
One burns, one cools, one is mellow
All provide a connected glow
In pristine stillness imperceptibly slow
Abandoning focus on technique
Let us take a sneak peek
At harnessing the enableability
While preserving our sanity
Pausing doctrines of theology
And electrochemistry of biology
Let us go into the actual experience
In innocence, with divine assistance
The crux is our awakening
Not in the method stating
Going into the theory
Makes the soul weary
First, let us address the fears
Of the hot breath which sears
Burns
Innards upturns
Energy is simply energy
It is we who need to form a synergy
By deep inner cleansing of negativity
Only then may we reclaim our be-ability
Distilled water does not conduct electricity
It is the contaminant that causes fatality
It matters not which channel is the funnel
Hot, cold or central
When we wish to walk, we walk
When we wish to talk, we talk
The focus is not in the instrument
But upon intuitive use of our enablement
As long as we seek for self attainment
There is an ego manifest making a statement
Only when there remains no selector
Is our empty cup within a fit receptor
In case the point is missed
The message is simply this
Do not try to be a Houdini
Forget about the Kundalini
As consciousness is shaken
We automatically awaken
Discarding fragmented imagination
We may embrace limitless elevation
Kundalini, chakras, nodes
Parts, components of our body abode
Look not at the finger but at the beauteous moon
In the rhythm of oneness, we automatically swoon
In stillness
04-November-2020
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2020
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