Fire
can't touch me
the real me
only this body
not soul
energy
consciousness
spirit
whatever name
one labels it
this is not a place
but a feeling
a grounding
in ancient soil
that has called me home
my heart has sought here
most my life
here
where land beckons self
to lose true self
in tones of green
fertile and cleansing
where the Gods welcomed me in
loved me for simply loving them
where hawks call me
to soar smiling
I am not this body
the I
we
can never die
prayer to mantra
mantra to mudra
OM
echoed throughout lives
the love of reconnection
aglow in third eye
chakras aligned
lotus of pink
this is not a place
but a feeling
reconnection
where the Gods
welcomed me in
simply loved me
for loving them
fire can't touch me
the I
we
India
is more than a place
it is a feeling
swirling peace
soul liberated
at one
free
Words Among Trees
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