A misty, mystic, the loving Nandi at the gates of Heaven.

A misty, mystic, the loving Nandi at the gates of Heaven..i am conjoining with a poem from my book NAAM ROOP- A Tribute to the Divine

AVATAR

When you do arrive,
will I be a step behind?
Is it something with my invocation,
or simply,
that you set the time?
And
when my salutation and rituals
are done,
will you say again,
“It is your arrival, for which,
I have come”.

{ footnote: Hinduism maintains that ‘God Himself, descends’ to earth for guiding his believers
to eternity.}