Another Tantra Song

What is the real? The sound of clashing or The unstruck and the transcendent? Is where the two meet a harmony, a tragedy, Or a face of a face of a face an expression of love? Once, I felt the undulating, rushing whisper of my blood and breath. I knew the body had secrets it desired to show & tell. As I listened & witnessed, simultaneous expansion and liberation, the energy of thought became a force of life, whose reflection, contemplation, need, and longingbecame as friends of friends an unknown family and a lineage of kundalini a serpentine song, seduction, and freedom from self deception. An evolutionary consciousness ebbs and flows within us; God is a storyteller, a gardener, a keeper of fire and stars. I want, simply, to say that all that is shared between us has a place of its own.

By Sofiya Hyder