Poem -
Fluid Transcendence of the Spine
While I lay on my back letting the blood of Kinggu flow free
It is easy to realise that I am Nataraja swinging with Gaia
Dancing to Om's sunflower vibes upon the palm of my organic Self as Atlas
Flinging this rotting world in its starry disk with a twist of Vishnu's finger
Into Abaddon's god-forsaken oblivian
Like royal Marduk's piercing of Tiamat from Arjuna's stretched out bow of light
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A very good piece of deep meaning.
Ha... the pain is deep, the flesh is shallow.
Thanks Yiyan Han.
I actually don't suffer from accute backpain but several friends of mine do and this is how I imagine transcending that excruciating agony through existential metaphors; as I do to transcend all the other kinds of pain I have experienced and experience in my personal life (physical and emotional).
SHALOM 🙏🏼
What I like your writings is the spiritual aspect, and you seem to make it so modern. And oft you mix different religions together, and it is wonderful. I do look up the internet re some of the names you use as I lack of knowledge on Hinduism and others in India and other regions. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
I am flattered and humbled...
Sharing kowledge of religious imagery, narratives, metaphors and parables is my passion I guess...
I hope it can be one of the antedotes to a world of ignorance, coldness and hate
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Too rise above it all...transcend...even for moments...🌹