If only I could breathe it in
This mass khaos of transcendence
The sound of feet swiftly scatter
The mad dash to the mountain top
Glittering third eye purity
Illuminating skulls in mantra vibrations
Chakra hues blue, purple, green, yellow, red
Such eager tongues speak the name of Dao
Heretics to its meaning of no meaning
No-thing-ness
Until I exhale
The cup half full
The minds eye opened to see the rock that make the mountain
Much like my tranquility embracing the Dao...
Author notes
The Dao
A contest entry
- world of energy... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
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I'm not sure if this was intentional but I think chaos is spelled wrong. But I might just be crazy. I really enjoyed the word choice in this and how it really made you think about whats going on inside your body.
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Well your effort to touch the untouched is very much successful and revealing it through your wonderful words is another wonder to me..Well done..
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