I usually write in verse. This poem was penned around 2-years back ~
My Kundalini Awakening
Part-1: Preamble
God loves us, so He split Himself in two
Motionless as space, kinetic as time
Shiva and Shakti; truth known to but few
As the word of God - Om sounded life’s chime
God’s vibration caused a ripple effect
Sacred geometry came into play
Made in God’s image, we’re free from defect
Provided our soul makes love its mainstay
Just as God is, we too are living light
But it’s a truth we do not recognise
We descend on earth to garner clear sight
That like sages of old, we become wise
Earth life is harsh; for now, we must endure
Our ascent is assured, if heart be pure
Part-2 Lower mind
Our ascent is assured, if heart be pure
As a child we’re free, from fetters of mind
But ego cravings makes our heart unsure
And we’re soon gripped in its relentless bind
We flit about from desire to desire
Our quest of course is joy that does not end
Reaching exhaustion, we finally tire
To enigmatic space, our will we bend
Ceasing striving, we meld head with our heart
The voice of conscience becomes our true guide
With each breath intake, we make a fresh start
Feeling bliss magnetism throb deep inside
The serpent rises; there’s no stopping Her
Chakras up to navel, begin to whir
Part-3 Higher mind
Chakras up to navel, begin to whir
They’re the earth, water and fire attribute
Our heart urges that with love we concur
Renouncing fear, remaining resolute
In time, our throat tingles and crown pulsates
Kundalini pierces chakras seven
We feel sublime joy that never abates
Divine Mother takes us straight to heaven
Space flickers, igniting our palms and feet
We’re transfixed in boundless bliss elation
In energised silence, we feel upbeat
It is a divine entwined flirtation
Wisdom downloads follow, when we are still
We do nothing, save surrendering will
Part-4 The dark void
We do nothing, save surrendering will
Divine Mother moves within, as She likes
Dark voids within form soon begin to fill
Rapture heightens whenever bliss throb spikes
A day comes when our fontanel is pierced
We employ free will, agreeing to die
It’s a happenstance that is unrehearsed
Then into the dark void, we wingless fly
We behold the voice of God, loud and clear
He shares deep truths in words loving and kind
We sense Him near but He does not appear
Perhaps it’s because, we are as yet blind
Repeated immersions put us at ease
We begin to flow like the morning breeze
Part-5 Polarity balance
We begin to flow like the morning breeze
What we know is something no book can teach
The flow of life we embrace and release
All is within hermit, within our reach
Male and female hormones within us mix
It’s both disconcerting and unnerving
We resist, fearing ethereal tricks
But our spirit guide says, we’re deserving
Energies balanced, we shift to the head
It’s Hirayangarbha, cosmic ovoid
By the voice of our guide, we’re inward led
For we’re no longer by ego decoyed
Pardon us dear reader, for our diction
We know that the truth’s stranger than fiction
Part-6 Divine union
We know that the truth’s stranger than fiction
Cosmic egg splits, Shiva-Shakti emerge
It is grace of course, God’s benediction
They descend to heart and we feel bliss surge
Our central vein, Sushumna’s ignited
Each node within form dances with delight
Soul’s ascent is gently expedited
Bliss pulsates within by day and by night
We remain in all-time meditation
Moment by moment, we slowly transform
An ever present orientation
We surrender to this benign bliss storm
Teleported to heaven’s zenith height
In timeless time we become living light
Part-7 Ego death
In timeless time we become living light
God forgives karmic sins and we sail on
He bestows upon us spherical sight
Ego dies and we become the twice born
Upon ego death, its cravings too cease
We find Self in a singularity
As living light, we’re complete and at peace
We see this truth with utmost clarity
With freedom absolute, we yet return
For there still remains, soul work to be done
Plunging Self in fire, we willingly burn
It matters not now, God and Self are one
Life’s like a dream, beauteous is each hue
God loves us, so He split Himself in two