Kundalini Splendor

Yoga Spandakarika

I don’t know why it is
that each time I turn to
you,
something inside
starts throbbing, proclaiming,
Yes! Yes!

You keep pulling me toward you
with your sacred tremoring,
your magnet of desire
for more, always more. . . .
I want to drink
until I drown
in your flood,
taste wisdom dispensed
to a horde of expectant pilgrims
who have crossed the Himalayas
laying their heads to earth
praying
now all waiting patiently,
mouths open,
to receive your
immaculate drop.

Note: the “Yoga Spandakarika” (“Song of the Sacred Tremor”) is an ancient text of Kashmiri Shaivism which, for some reason, deeply attracts me.