I have never heard how to catch the Flame
or the Wind, how breath of the lotus kills
those whose souls are empty,
who can't be full
through observing clouds
of unbroken will.
Warmth will burn the breast,
current threads the skin...
Every pulse of whisper inside the mind
leads to roots of Flame
through the heart of Wind,
where, violently healed,
soul again will die.
Shakti song
© Copyright: Елена Сельченок, 2026
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