Bora born

Ice blue rain _

Breathe slowly breathe deep through feet colour bled red
drawn to slowly rise through the tan tien's raw core.
Held belly breath's soft chi wrangles sense within
waterfalls rise with a sailor's weathered tinge.

From above, pulse pulled gateways deftly open
through three eyes, front then back conjoined with the crown.
The golden triangle's icy breath imbibes
showers of blue light, spring watered from source refined.

Bedewed in love, rained on the tan tien's fiery
red orange glow, spectral heat rises inside.
Rebirthed phoenix like in the colour of life
impassioned in flames the Saint's gift, purple light.



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©  14th dec 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa


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