Inspired by the seven Chakras of Hindu practices.

Slowly pacing time,

allowing wisdom to intrude;

halo of a thousand crown jewels,

antecedent to all others,

splashes petals of colors

reaching out to God;

avenging all lies,

reveals the path

and restores the truth.

Against all fears

juggles the third eye,

nature of all that’s clear

among looks of scrutiny.

Vortex of purple color,

inspiration and expression

seeping through the full moon,

howling,

under spellbound euphoria,

dawning at morning light

defined by sixteen,

hovering towards purification

and enlightenment.

Among shades of gray,

nymph of all

acceptance,

heart of all flames

appears as the center of man,

trailing

all karma.

Mantra of Fire,

anecdote of feelings,

natal fetus of

intuition,

precursor of rain,

unchaste sun

rummaging the body

and ignoring the spirit.

Symbol of

Water,

altar of joy

deceives with pleasure;

horde of addictions

inspires sensual verses

surmounted by progeny,

telling tales of the black lotus,

hollow,

and vermilion;

nested in the sacral region,

alerts all senses and tastes.

Map of Earth,

ultimate root of nature,

lavishing yellow, red,

aspiring to bliss;

dainty petals

hemorrhaging delight,

austere excrement of

ravaging passions

and spiritual longing.

Body of drops

instills  

notion of beginning,

doubling into many from

unity.

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