The kinetic vehicle and the static path
Contained within each other
Are unable to distill into fractions,
Bound forever to smile with the same mouth.
Seeds of immanent creation blown from the Emptiness
Passing through a flickering candle,
Dormant power and full force thrust,
The common and the ultimate are One.
Clouds and space dancing together
Releasing that magic of kundalini,
Pendulums engaged in inertia swinging high,
Revealing Maya and its own transcendence.
Illusion and Reality whispering
Sweet nothings in shapes and names,
On a bed of orchids,
This is the primordial yoga,
Indestructible, tantric Love.
Topic(s) of this poem: consciousness, life, love, spirit, yoga
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