Tuesday 8 April 2014

Omakershwar Jyotirling ~ Madya Pardesh

Photo: FB373 * Omakershwar Jyotirling ~ Madya Pardesh * 

Shiva closes his eyes and the sun goes out 
holds his breath and all of the creatures fall dead
covers his ears and the universe goes silent
not a water drop
not a heartbeat
not a sound from a songbird in any of the 4 corners

Shiva swallows the stars until they burn like coals through his eyes
his outline glows against the night sky like an eclipse of the sun
and sparks follow each of his movements like a shower of meteors

He lights up the sky with the Aurora
comets appear before dawn
he showers the earth with hot rocks that make the seas bubble and boil

He walks on full moon nights through broken temples covered with prayers in Sanskrit
through crumbling arches overrun with immense fig trees
and guarded by a cobra

Shiva hides behind Pluto in the dark recesses of the 7th galaxy
he greets us at death in that quiet place that is faint in our memories
that place that has always been there but we can't quite remember

When you cross that bridge to the other world, open the door and step through
step through the stars, swim through the Milky Way,
touch the very boundaries of the universe

and then...it is the Age of Awakening

* Omakershwar Jyotirling ~ Madya Pardesh * 

Shiva closes his eyes and the sun goes out 
holds his breath and all of the creatures fall dead
covers his ears and the universe goes silent
not a water drop
not a heartbeat
not a sound from a songbird in any of the 4 corners

Shiva swallows the stars until they burn like coals through his eyes
his outline glows against the night sky like an eclipse of the sun
and sparks follow each of his movements like a shower of meteors

He lights up the sky with the Aurora
comets appear before dawn
he showers the earth with hot rocks that make the seas bubble and boil

He walks on full moon nights through broken temples covered with prayers in Sanskrit
through crumbling arches overrun with immense fig trees
and guarded by a cobra

Shiva hides behind Pluto in the dark recesses of the 7th galaxy
he greets us at death in that quiet place that is faint in our memories
that place that has always been there but we can't quite remember

When you cross that bridge to the other world, open the door and step through
step through the stars, swim through the Milky Way,
touch the very boundaries of the universe

and then...it is the Age of Awakening

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