There he dances on His mountain top his tap of feet coming down to the vale of our heart like he was here, always from the start.

There he dances
on His mountain top
his tap of feet
coming down to the vale of our heart
like he was here, always
from the start.
We call him by different names
O peers of Panchaal
The One who began this dance with his hourglass.
And then
a lift into the sky
makes it whisper
Namah Shivaye. Aum Namah Shivaye.
{pic: Pir panchaal ranges, jammu and kashmir, courtesy Gopal Soni }