Kali-Ma twirls in my root tonight,
leaping, laughing, screaming, loving.
Alive.
Freedom, wild and divine,
running through woods.
One.
My sacral explodes in light,
ignites Manipura,
expanding in spheres,
spinning loose fears,
and I am,
I am,
I am
free.
4 comments:
I love the visual imagery I see when I read this.
Hi, Athena. I enjoyed this piece very much. A great sense of structure. Very elegant and passionate.
YaGirlNextDoor - thanks so much!
Franklin - Thank you. I appreciate it. Thanks for commenting and following!
a sense of freedom. very liberating.
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