Kundalini Splendor

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Monday, September 05, 2011

Poem by MIchael Black 



As Above, So Below

I 'm puzzled, frankly, that
The Lotus Blossom's beauty and
Perfection is often taken at
Mother Earth's expense.

I'm perplexed why so
Few see the murky
Tangle of water, earth, and roots
Below as any less a miracle?

Peer inside the amethyst geode
And you encounter a brilliant realm of
Geometric precision and beauty, its ordinary-
Appearing agate casing providing

An extraordinary Home.

It's easy to overlook the Great Oak's
Acorns for the seed germ which lies buried within.

Is the top of an Hourglass really any different
Than its unassuming base?

How may awakening Humans recognize the murky tangle of
Water, earth and roots, well before anticipating their fabled

Culmination?

How may we invite the once invisible to become
Consciously manifest?

What will it take to marvel at a
Thunderegg's capsule well before
We pry open the book within?

I'm frankly puzzled that, where
Oneness gathers, only
Separation and polarity
Is perceptible?

Perhaps its the mind that's so skilled
At taxonomy--at sorting--that usurps
The Heart's domain, for without
Navigating from HEARTspace; No Unity

IS Possible.

So the next time you peer into a Lotus Blossom,
At a flowering amethyst, or hold a seed to your pulsating
Heart, give each whole their appointed hour, for

EARTHearts begin by connecting with all that IS,
Thereby turning the Hourglass on its Head, and
Mindfully watching as sand spills forth with perfect
Equanimity; Reminding One what every
Lotus Blossom knows:

As Below, So Above

by Michael Black

(image found on Google)


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