Trataka - Poem by Leonid Rotshtein
To get rid of the
Stress. "The Fear’s prize",
The person has to use attention's exercise:
"Incide you'd turn your both eyes.
Than stopped the crossed eyes on noose
between internal edges of the eyes is
One inch's size this concentration joint.
And, finally, imagine picture: I hold thought in ‘wrist’ as ‘river’ - wish:
To built Internal Path-Light in crossed eyes"
said Poet Lebishor to Friends His Will-Ukaz-Surprize
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