Amma

Curlicues of electricity dart across your soul,

Light crackles down your spine, radiates the whole.

Your hand reaches out and a white flower falls down upon your head,

Your enrichment, unbeknownst to you, will surely spread

 

Bouncing down your vertebrae; Dancing the divinity

You breathe in. And you breathe out.

Again.

 

 

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