Inscriptions

Ancestral memories

Held securely within

Primordial archives

Of All-That-Is -

Remnants of lives

Thought long past -

Begin to beat.

Percussive rhythms

Start chakras spinning

And colors whirling;

Earth becomes ecstatic

As shamanic waves

Inundate Alpha-Self

And constellations waltz.

The Alchemist laughs

Transmuting base

To etheric energy

While lovers and poets

Dizzy in hypnotic,

Kaleidoscope sensations -

Spinning, awakening.

Smiling, our Source

Walks the winds

And a new world

Is spontaneously born -

Carefully embossed

With mystical inscriptions,

Like eternal codes,

Not meant to be forgotten.

Within them is a

Divine Promise

That when we sing

Universal Song

And live within

Reverent asanas,

Worlds need not

Die to begin again.

© 2008

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