The Root of Shadows

The Root of Shadows

In the depths of the spine, where serpents entwine,
Lies the root of our being, in darkness it shines.
Muladhara, they whisper, the foundation's name,
Where cause and effect, play their infinite game.

With diligence it blooms, a lotus in the mire,
Rest brings it solace, away from desire.
But lo! Beware the sloth, the shadow of toil,
For extremes they beckon, the spirit to spoil.

Balance, the master, in whispers it calls,
To harness the virtue, and rise from the falls.
For in the root's silence, wisdom does wait,
To guide us through life, and open the gate.

So heed the principle, Hermetic and old,
As above, so below, as the mystics foretold.
The root chakra's power, with cause entwined,
In the balance of life, our fates are designed.