Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Behold the drifting yogini

Behold the drifting yogini,
Wandering through realms
of dark and light.

In her quiver
are her arrows
Of sadness, joy,
loneliness, and bliss,
Which she uses
to open hearts
around her.

She has seen
beyond the worlds
And no longer has a bias
for union over separation.
For she is prepared
to use each equally
to seed the mandala of love.

She is utterly whole,
yet tenderly broken-open,
And remains naked and dancing
outside the conceptual world.