Shiva, you are in me and I in You.
There is no separation my Beloved.
For if you do not exist, then how do I?
And if I don’t Observe, then how do you Play?
Who is this Shiva and who the Observer/Pilgrim?
Shiva, exhausted I wait for atonement!
Is there possibility of me merging in your third eye?
The fire of my Union with you smoulders in me.
Do not ridicule me for I am unworthy!
Do not keep me waiting forever!
My being is distraught without you.
No calm, no serenity, no peace.
The dark of the night is my companion.
As I wait for you to arrive today.
I waited yesterday and day before.
I waited through aeons and eternities.
I waited for you only to know…
You were never gone.
You were right beside me my Shiva.
Lost and bewildered in this illusory reality,
I hunt tireless for Truth.
Truth? What truth? The truth of existence?
But what is that concept?
Trust is not a concept, it is a state of being.
For if everything else fails,
It will guide me back to you.
For Truth is You.
The banlingam glistens in my hands,
As I twirl it in my hands, I can see the deep space.
The Universe and its galaxies visible.
I know that you can never be confined in a stone,
Or be depicted in an anthropomorphic form.
I know human words can never be adequate enough to express You.
For how can a word encompass all EXPERIENCE?
How can we describe everything that is and is not?
Everything that can be and has ever been?
Stuck in this human body, frustration and disappointments become key elements.
This body feels heavy Shiva and the pain of the world bogs me down.
In a moment things can change!
Great awareness seeps into my consciousness.
Awareness that You and I are ONE.
Awareness that everything living and non living is ONE.
Your narrative is this Manvantara Shiva,
Express yourself through your creations.
Us, animals, plants, galaxies, nebula and everything.
Shiva, you are the dance of death.
Shiva you are Krishna’s flute.
Shiva you are a true feminist and lover.
You are Kali’s active principle bringing existence into being through sacred sex.
Dualistic minds chatter, depression, anxiety and banter.
Shiva you still this disturbance.
Shiva you throw caution to the winds and dance.
Dance the tandav…
A saga of self expression and torment.
A saga of doing away with the old and let the new take shape.
Shiva you are the voice of revolution and the axe of oppression.
Shiva you are WHOLE and so am I.
I am whole…to love, to HEAL.
With your love, I feel charged.
My whole being vibrates as if I have ingested some psychedelic substance.
But it is your energy that brings me to this ecstatic awareness.
Of love and union. Of bliss and surrender.
You are the breath in me and I sense you the most by my breathing.
You caress me and soothe the pain away.
Karmic baggage that I have been carrying.
Scared to let go Shiva. But I lay them down at your feet.
You are the atonement. You are the punishment.
There is no end to this love and no answer to existence