Circles
I am slowly circling around my material possessions
over them is the miasma of energy I have allowed to linger here
no longer do they hold me paralyzed unable to contemplate their fate
now I hold out the burning sage, ring the bell
wipe away cobwebs, but slowly, just a few at first
still tentative and unable to put like with like
trash with trash and categorize what is left of my life
I fear the end tally. The debit from years wanton slackness.
tawdry displays of laziness and greed on my part
my heart knows the material is but a phenomenon
but until I tend to the gorgon's knot of energy that lays about it
I will not be able to free it and see it thus
so I sharpen my sword and turn to Ganapati
o Lord of Categories and Remover of Obstacles...
OM GOM GANAPATI NAMAH!
grant me the vision to clear my dross
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