Sunday, 16 June 2024

YOUR WAVES OF BLISS

 


YOUR WAVES OF BLISS
Who can know your waves of bliss
those endless trips,
for no pot can hold the ocean,
yet She insists;
and sets things in motion;
from little flowers to raging bulls and blazing suns,
And nervously we come on stage, play our roles;
tip tip let the water drip, She says
He loves the water of love,
The littlest offerings turn a cosmic page.
( A tribute to Adi Shankara's Ananda Lahari- waves of bliss, said to be etched on mount Meru by Ganesha himself )

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