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Kundalini dance
The breath wanders in the clouds of the heart,
we lie silent as the world sleeps.
Fingers touch the sky
eyes turn inward.
A closed gate opens,
fire passes through it.
Ida and Pingala, the ancient dance,
the wind from the stars drives us forward.
When the soul merges with silence,
it becomes a source of radiance.
The movement of light through the body flows,
Bindu sings about birth in hope.
The mind's eye calls us,
and we dive into the deep
searching for the silence of the universe,
where everything is reborn.