THERE HAD BEEN A TIME
There had been a time
when even He did not feel Divine.
A time, when She had gone
taking with Her, His foothold on the ground.
helpless
like a child who was lost eternally, never found.
The sky which He had Himself created
as an endless merry coat of happy blue
darkened to a sad grey blanket ,
sticking wherever He went , in unending glue
Sorrow is not just the cup of the few:
there was a time
when He did not feel Divine.
But then,
He arose to dive
deepest into the Self
where His own reserve of strength resides
and everyone saw
from the highest mountains came a smile
A Himalayan birth of strength
the eternal bride, Shakti
to be once more by His side.
~ Shiva poetry by Shail Gulhati
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