my essence to nose as honey to tongue
purifying power moves you to One
rooted and decorated I stand atomic
down from seventh heaven cosmic
I’m tough, hardy, regarded as Old School
though ever-new coloured petals drool
milky sap as sacred unseen ambrosia
woven in fifth sheath, Atman’s kosha
Adamic my aquiline profile I breathe
connection memories, ascension eased
brain wave entrainment silent reviewed
time-space exquisite pure quarks exude
seraphic perfume as garden valance
invoking blissed emotion within balance
sanguine I worship, triggering transmutation
darkness to loosen my blossom’s salvation
pastel or bright in sunrise dewy morn
connecting to dynamo ancestors shorn
sighting me is intriguing immortality born
abide beneath my falling petals each dawn
sensations edenic across my butterflied
c e r e b e l l u m spied
my innocence your life awakening
earth minerals my satiating ~
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Placed : Third : Contest : Tree Personification
sponsor : Tania Kitchin]
27.9.25
GOLD AWARD POEM: Allpoetry: July 26
Kundalini ascends,
signalling soul’s intent
to raise it’s consciousness,
by granting love consent,
ensconced in blissfulness.
Kundalini ascends,
as vibrant liquid light,
transmuting nodes within,
in a dance of delight,
with bliss tingling our skin.
Kundalini ascends,
magnetising our form,
centring pristine presence,
whilst drenched by bliss throbs warm,
thus peaking soul’s vibrance.
Kundalini ascends,
aligning our five sheaths,
soul imbibing wisdom,
as blessings God bequeaths,
for within’s His kingdom.
21-May-2022
Notes:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kundalini
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kosha
Soul
Within
Softly stirs
Stretches and yawns
Vivifying form with magnetism warm
Head ovoidal aligns with heart spacial
Sushumna glows
Bliss throb grows
Peace dove
Love
14-October-2020
I've let the side down
Gone against the tide - down
From where I had their trust
To grovelling in the dust
From Alpha to Anathema
From healthy to a carrier
Of disease and I have been
In solitary quarantine.
I've been there.
I've been on the other side
In me the others can't confide
'Cause I'm not Kosha anymore
And I must wait outside the door
Until my penance is complete
And I can stand upon my feet
I have betrayed those that I serve
And I have got what I deserve.
I've been there.
And there I found him
Smeared with other people's sin
And mine - I know he saw, he knew
The pain that I'd been going through
Did what I'd done even evince
From his bruised soul an extra wince?
I'd nailed him up, joined in the kill
But I knew, slowly, dawningly,
He loved me still.
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