I fall to the heat
of your gaze -
A Shiva's touch
that strips me past the bone.
I am nothing now.
Yet somehow...more than I ever was.
~
of your gaze -
A Shiva's touch
that strips me past the bone.
I am nothing now.
Yet somehow...more than I ever was.
~
we will all be called - we will each fall under the gaze of Shiva and be stripped of self and left as nothing. For some - there is no hope of salvation. Who we were is left as dust and new born winds rush to gather our remains. There is freedom now - the self of our identity gone and a spacious reach of who we are now touches heaven and earth.
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