Naga



Two or one giant snakes in red and blue carry the world as yin and yang with their heads
by JunoMagic
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Naga

Wrapped in my coils, I carry the world
in figures of eight.
Beyond time,
beyond space,
beyond strife –
nirvana elusive.

Born into mud, I soak up the sun.
Storms scrape my skin,
hail pounds my husk,
droughts drain me dry.

My breaths measured,
my movements constrained,
my heart broken,
I glimpse life –

understand –
and ascend.


Song of the day:

Link(s) of the day:

Naga—South Asian Folklore | Naga-asana—the Cobra pose | Naga Mandala | A Naga-Swaram Snake Charmers Melody

…and my wish for you today is:

Within pain, within loneliness, within the transience of all being, may you find the riches of understanding and compassion.


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