Poem on Kriya Yoga
by July, 2008
Breath moves; feeling moves and is stable in stable centers of movement.
Radiance. Radiant energy, from within the core of each stable center.
Mind absorbed in the bliss of identity, luminous, everywhere.
Breath becomes more like a tide than a river,
Rising and falling like smooth waves of time.
Awake, the soul rides upon the ocean, life.
Starry heavens above open, the self-space of the inner seer.
Oneness frames all views in a single rippling harmony.
All existence is Conscious-Being delighting in an eternal Play of Force.
Every atom pregnant with the Force; the Self unmoving, conscious, divine.
Breath connects all worlds in a single rhythm.
