Selfless service.
Ego-less existence. Robes
Unwearable to mortal
Men, yet their colours are
Worth adopting onto
One's own everyday
Fatigues. I sit with one eye
Closed wherever I am, wondering
Whether this snake uncoiling
Within me is Kundalini awakening
To tell me that Dio's Stand Up
And Shout is not a mantra,
Or just some sense of knowing
That I have not a single reason to
Smile. Until I
Smile.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
Selfless service.
Ego-less existence. Robes
Unwearable to mortal
Men, yet their colours are
Worth adopting onto
One's own everyday
Fatigues. I sit with one eye
Closed wherever I am, wondering
Whether this snake uncoiling
Within me is Kundalini awakening
To tell me that Dio's Stand Up
And Shout is not a mantra,
Or just some sense of knowing
That I have not a single reason to
Smile. Until I
Smile.
