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Dec 2016
Two serpents
in a frenzied
mating ritual,
we coil,
one around
the other
within and
outside
winding and
unwinding
heeding to a
command,
mysteriously
received,
ears open to a
music,that play
in a plane
beyond the
realm of mortals.
We are there
on the verge
of liberation.
K Balachandran
Written by
K Balachandran  Kerala, India
(Kerala, India)   
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