QUATRAINS ON PRANIC HEALING


QUATRAINS ON PRANIC HEALING 

A silent flow, a hidden spark,
It guides the soul through light and dark.
The breath of life that fills the frame,
Without this force, no life could claim.

It moves within, it moves around,
In every cell, it can be found.
The energy that makes us be,
The spark that keeps the spirit free.

From open air, the tiny light,
Enters the lungs to keep us bright.
Through spinning wheels, the chakras glow,
To help the vital current flow.

So breathe in slow, and breathe in deep,
A steady rhythm we must keep.
With every breath, the strength is won,
The life force shining like the sun.

Those with a surplus, pure and clear,
Bring joy to all who wander near.
The tired wake, the heavy rise,
Refreshed by warmth within their eyes.

The moment that you bow to pray,
The healing starts its gentle way.
A call is made, a sacred plea,
And grace begins to set us free.

It is a bridge to worlds above,
A gateway of soulfulness and love.
To reach the deep eternal soul,
And make the fractured 'being' whole.

The healer stands in quiet grace,
With humble mind and open space.
Detached from self, with mind so pure,
A vessel for the holy cure

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