the sudden stir
within each chakra
as the quakes in
the root and sacral
join tribal dances
of long ago and
of those yet to come
as solar plexus turns
in swirls
and echoes one and two
the heart ignites
thrusting forward
to the beat of its call
the howling in the night
throat stretches calling
forth all the times
it was held prisoner
to break those chains
the pull of the third eye
out and beyond
reaching further
than the arm is long
further than the sight
can see
into realms unknown
those realms only known
to the crown that was
reinstated to shine
as a beacon for the others
to gaze and rise
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