Poetry as intelligene
The title is a little misleading to be honest, but I thought, let's try this previously mentioned 'theory of intelligence' again with a poem. The theory being 'activate a chakra and write down its poetry' in the combination now of pearl-plus-one and the 3rd power/respect chakra. Here we go: Let me drink my drink Servants, Now serve And serve me Pure water Of Holy origin, So the eye can see Nothing within And nothing without So disappear into Forests and swamps And deserts And go upon Mountains, Holy mountains And from their summits Bring me fresh snow To be melted down With Holy fire, Of a serpent; And pour this drink Into the spring That springs forth From where rivers Flow; And make me A fountain, Where young gather, Women, men, And let shine on it The sun, Her color being yellow And mix this drink With the ice Of melted snow From a crown Worn by a yeti Yet untouched.