The Thin Line

A Poem

Illustration of temple built by Asoka at Bodh-Gaya around the Bodhi tree. Sculpture of the Satavahana period at Sanchi, 1st century CE.

Here it begins (Ida, Pingala, Sushumna)*

[Muladhara]

Knots open into a lotus bearing translucent red petals A lucid dot sits at its center The journey begins All particles connect

[Svadhishthana]

A thin vermillion line awakens in my spine White flourishes into a river Desire condenses as silver moon Life flow continues

[Manipura]

The universe growls I gather yellow light My eyes start to see I am, I am, I am Nerves catch the beam The thin line rises on its own

[Anahata]

The forest gives and gives plants seeds in stars Love becomes bodhi* tree and emerald hearts align The lotus opens into 12 its stem holding that thin line, carrying life

[Vishuddha]

Song of the aether combine in a fine line of breath. The throat becomes a silent gateway We simply pass through

[Ajna]

I reach a temple completely see-through I see, here the 3 meet to open all gates of our cosmos, I rise without friction The fine thread alone continues

[Sahasrara]

Thousand golden layers must unfold. The oceans and the sky. The sun, moon forests, eyes, streams, meteors, and the unknown must unite Here, the thin line meets — transcends I and you — are no more two separate things

| OM |

This poem is a tribute to my Guru It is a thank you note to my grandmother and my mother It is a humble offering to my grandfather

Thank you Vaishali Paliwal for the opportunity to write this #chakraseries

Ida, Pingala, Sushumna* — https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nadi_(yoga)

bodhi *— Enlightenment. Bodhi Tree — referring to the tree under which Buddha achieved enlightenment.

In square braces — all chakra names in Sanskrit starting from root chakra

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The Thin Line

A Poem