Wednesday, October 7, 2020

Upanishad XL - The Blacksnake

The blacksnake slithers through 

the new-mown grass,

traveling fast.

It lifts its head, like a skinny cobra,

looking around for predators;

finding none,

it moves swiftly on 

its secret way.


Nagna says:

The snake, too, is consciousness.

There is nothing else.






Text and image Copyright © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Nagna Chidaananda.


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