Anyway

Twirling 360 degrees
Creating a vortex
Moving within
Restricted without
Energy consolidated
For All who shall choose to touch

Blessings written
Flying high in the wind
Lung Ta directed, everywhere
Like pollens, it will settle
To bloom.
For All who shall choose to receive

Sounds of the chant
Ring of the bells
Resonance unison
With the Universe
Ripples to waves,
Flow towards, sway around
For All who shall choose to swim.

Energy field identity
Connected to  God
Body a medium, speck of dust - scaled.
Cycle energised,
Awaiting turn, return.
For All who shall choose to be ignorant...Anyway