The Guardian of Dreams

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I hope the group moderators dont mind if I post some poetry every so

often on here, after all, kundalini yoga is one of my main

inspirations for writing. : )

 

The Guardian of Dreams

 

Another Scattered daydream shatters across the open sky –

The globe will now taste my prisms and witness my romance; I cannot

bare another day nor spare another night that is soaked in such a

dissonant voice as that of the currents that currently destroy valid

dreams. Your harmonically unresolved horizons sicken my eyes, a

blasphemy that sings in a squawking cough of cracked smiles. In your

hunger you carve natures great bark with a vain remark of bare

insanities, and what have you to say when the soil is wasted with your

sour seeds? We cannot make root of your bitterness.

 

But wait- before I carry on with my blunt conclusions- let me not be

too sharp for it is not well with me that I should cut you asunder,

for to undermine your sattvic nature and destroy that which is animal

in you is the uproot any chance of new wind, or changing of hearts.

But I would urge you to heed to that call of a greater voice that

echoes in the harmonies of your deeper and greater self. For it would

be of your growth; and though your hunger is greater than mine it

would be well that you might fast a little season; that your

sacraments might be purified and your hunger chocked until that which

is starving in you swallows itself.

 

Yea, though my stabbing may be harsh and my voice is hard unto your

ears, I will continue to teach. Until that time that your strength

comes forth and my voice become a song of confidence unto you and my

blade a guardian of truth. Just as I am for your feast I am also your

starvation, for when you come unto me in your pride and your strong

stench I will withdraw myself from your dinner plate and I will starve

that thing that stinketh in you.

I will guard the cleanliness of the heavens and cast you out until in

your longing you clean yourself once more.

 

Then when your eyes be cleansed and the mere sight of the light be

enough to satisfy your passions, your deep hunger, I will welcome you

home and we will share again the pure bliss that leeks like an

abundance of nectar from those dreams that fruit from the tree of our

greater light, our vast heart.

 

Sat Nam,

 

5/9/07

 

-Matthew Kurtis Taylor.