FLICKERING FLAME
In the middle of your eyebrows
sometimes comes a flame
flickering mystically, softly tugging at your inward gaze.
At your forehead is seated,
the One, on who's head sits the moon!
And the realisation of Mahadeva makes you swoon:
Now what is pleasure, what is pain
what the loss and what of gain?
All just the magic of Shiva - Bhrumadhya, in the middle of your eyebrows ,
The old world is left behind, far behind
as you embark the greatest flight to the timeless Divine.
Earth to sky , Namah Shivaye
Aum Namah Shivaye.
~ Shiva poetry by Shail Gulhati: Shiva and Mysticism.
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