Bhavachakra sri yantra

Swimming through a psychic complacence,
scattered in an ocean of trials.
One and the sun, into the pantheon.
Denied a self insurrection,
subsumed in saturnine skies.
One and the sun, into the pantheon.
What became a mild distraction,
consumes my being in total.
The chalice was anchored to my throat and all bled.
Maya, the cosmic delusion,
laid waste, wretched unfolds, divine.
One and the sun, into the pantheon.