CHAKRAS
I am an instrument of many colors, sadly out of tune…
My strings are made of fruits--not those of the loom.
I’d love to play for you a heartfelt symphony
But I’m afraid it would turn out to be quite a cacophony:
My base chakra never turned to red,
Yet, it did slightly blush due to many tears shed.
Looking one up the scale, this too will blow your mind:...