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Kundalini

I am no one and yet important.


No one to anyone but me.

And that’s okay.


An angel planted a seed of love in me.

It has grown.

Its roots have sown into the deep soil of my soul.


The deep blue of my cosmic soul,

Fed by lightning and dancing clouds,

Its branches reach down from heaven,

With leaves and fruits of labor and joy,

And a hidden serpent’s coil.


I have toiled and brawled into this importance,

And no-one can take it away from me,

Come what may - my spoils!



 

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