If you could have your own
mandala blossoming out of your
soul, for all to see, what would it look like? Would it be brightly colored,
welcoming? Or would it be dark,
monochrome, twisting out of you like thorned branches, shards of glass? And what symbols would adorn it?
Mine would be lotus and cacti at the same time. Deepest purple on the edges, sliding through the chakras to the most brilliant orange. Intelligence first, but sex and fertility to the last drop. Three black cats, thunder colored, tails entwined, like a triskell, spiralling, glistening webs between their paws, whiskers and ears. Pentagrams for eyes, not because I'm a witch, but because they have their own souls beaming at all they see. At the center, a cyan beetle with bumble bee wings beating everything with it's honey dust. Black raven wings to fly it back to me lest I forget who I am ...