Semen's essence, a sacred river's floe,
Life's source, know-ledge we must grow.
In ancient tales, from wise sages of yore,
The path of retention, they'd explore.
With strength and will, they'd hold and bind,
Vi-tal fire, en-er-gy undyed.
In this practice, un-tamed, it lies,
A deeper purpose, life's hidden prize.
Not just physical, but a men-tal chore,
To quell de-sires that the heart im-plores.
A journey in-ward, the self's mys-ter-y,
To har-ness power, set the spir-it free.
