Broken Bowl (Poem)

    As my spirit soars
    to Shiva’s abode
    Peak and pinnacle of
    my mortal bowl
    Shatter I did
    the fictious soul
    When spirit did
    bounce to pinnacle pitch
    break I did this empty bowl

    To hold these pieces in position
    I need you in utmost passion
    Passion to burn, beyond reason
    and blossom into my eternal season

    When in you and me there is nothing uncommon
    This bowl will hold, to be in wild abandon.

    Love & Grace
    – Sadhguru

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