He

He is the Master. The real master. The genius. The magician.
The real guru of tantra.
Of tantric kundalini yoga.
A hard way. Very hard.
Because it demands Everything.
With no limits.
With no guards.
And I still need my boundaries.
Need my borders, my safe area.
My ego, my picture of myself.
But I am here.
Looking.
Judging.
Smelling.
Frightened to death.
Attracted to death.
Taking my time,
But my path is with
No escape.
Because he impressed me, to the very roots of my being.
Because his game is so ultimate.
A masterpiece.