Swasana Poem by Xiangu HHE
Swasana
In the deep purple
I fold into the longing Swasana
Cross my hands on my chest
In the sunlight diminished
I see King Tut
Seeking his Anka to be alive
Quietly quietly Waking up
Am I the cocoon
shaping up
To be butterfly
At the night
Friday, December 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: mind,myth,yoga
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