I come from Gæa
And dwell in the damp earth.
On warm rocks
I worship the sun.
I am ancient, I am fear,
The feckless call me evil.
I bring you life,
I bring you death
I bring you seeing of yourself.
I am knowledge.
My name is Serpent.
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There is a D.H.Laurence poem you might like about a golden serpent which this reminds me of. Can't think of the title, but it also captures the life/death nature of the serpent. Your poem also reminds me of Kundulini yoga, imagining energy as a sleeping serpent at the base of the spine. Thank you for sharing this.
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