The Warrior’s Edge

The Warrior’s Edge

The Kriya beginning

A rhythmic movement

Automatically kicking in

My inner fire igniting

The pilot light being lit

Breath work

Using both nostrils

Pumping my heart

Into fluid action

Specific motions

Opening up the roots

Anticipating what

Is to come

Time flows

My voice inflamed

Drawn to the surface

Warming up

On a cold Fall night

Stepping into

A warrior’s pose

One Kriya

Two Kriya

Three Kriya deep

Words flying

And holding

In the air

Out of Cat’s

Strong voice

The sacred feminine

Is smooth

Fluid motion

The sacred masculine

Movement with

Specific purpose

Own your movement

Allow your voice

To be heard

Letting go

My voice echoing

Off the floor

Bouncing from

The walls

Sounding like thunder

Shaking the walls

Fully capturing

And allowing

The energy

Of this moment

To ignite

The fire within

Becoming the lion

Feeling its breath

Burn through

My lungs

My tongue extended

As the rhythmic sound

Of my inner voice

Engages the roar

Of 1000 sparks

Tears welling up

Slowly flowing

As I feel

The inner Guide

Pouring warmth

Through all

Of my being

Liquid love

Seeping into

All of the

Exposed and

Hidden gaps within

A shift

Moving in

The form

Of a dance

Moving back

From the warrior’s edge

The rhythmic touch

Of the didgeridoo

Piercing my voice

Dancing movement

Flowing in

The music

Causing my

Hands and hips

To engage

Letting go

Eyes no longer

Fiercely open

Dancing with

My Venus moon

Allowing the flow

Of her

Magnificent energy

To carry me

Back into

The rhythm

Of the Yin

Sitting on

My thick blue mat

Fully understanding

The magnitude

Of the experience

I had just experienced

Like the movement

Of the Kriya

My present

My future

Exposed and engaged

Rick Ellsmore

10.28.20

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