Sadhana of Sensation

"Man has no Body distinct from his Soul; for that called Body is a portion of Soul discerned by the five senses, the chief inlets of Soul in this age."
~William Blake

The practice of softening

your perception

softens the world.

Anoint the earth

with the kinesthetic dew

of eyes, ears, nostrils, tongue.

Redeem creation by tasting it,

but in very small sips,

until your skin becomes the sky,

your eyes the sun and moon,

nostrils caves into the underworld

where musk is stored.

Make your ears empty conch shells

filled with oceans of silence,

your tongue a river of delicious songs

flowing from grief's dark spring.

What were you grieving?

The loss of all paths but love,

Love, your only work now.

Soften your caress

and you will even touch  

the stars, teardrops unshed, 

the sweet unborn, the dead,

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