MATRIMANDIR I (OPENING)

In darkness

 

through the apex.

 

 

Plumbed beam

 

from Sirius.

 

 

Moon's dark side

 

peels itself out of the crystal.

 

 

Casts shadows,

 

corpuscles of distant worlds

 

on the walls.

 

 

Colour Crystals

 

skid through the space,

 

amalgate into the mable.

 

 

And coagulate

 

to an enchanted lake,

 

on whom the Higher Spirits

 

levitate.

 

 

Suddenly the chamber opens

 

into the inner sanctum.

 

 

Age-old fingers of a future world

 

rub the rims of the glass organ

 

into vibration

 

 

and awake

 

the rattling kundalini.

 

  

Auroson | Electronic Composer | Supramental Music [-cartcount]