SOMEWHERE FROM THE MOUNTAIN TOPS

SOMEWHERE FROM THE MOUNTAIN TOPS

Somewhere,
from the lofty mountain tops,
comes silent but strong, 
a whisper,
Shivo ham Shivo ham.
The winds carry the song
of an ascetic Divine.

Shivo ham Shivo ham.
From a timeless time you look for Him,
who has always been thine!
Singing His song from His heart,
to yours and mine...
You look
for the coming of Him who has always been
both the seer
and the scene.
He is always here,
seated on a mountain of love within.
Listen now to Him
singing His song Divine.
The ancient One,
from His heart to thine.
Shivo ham Shivo ham.

Shiva Poetry