You shake me like a garment in the wind & the vasanas fly away like dust. i shiver, stripped down to my bare essence, yet rejoice when i see You at the heart of each unsettling disturbance & change. You hold me in my rawness, respectful & close & wrap Your light full around me. the world fades into moving shadows, brushed aside by the swift sweep of Your hand, & still You hold me close to You, Shiva. You strip the ancient karmic mask from me that conceals my true effulgent nature. You face me in Your solar radiance & all-pervading positive regard. You tell me i am Yours, marked with Your sign. this harsh human life is no loss, Shiva, not in the face of such noble blessing. the temporal moving shadows recede, flickering at the edge of awareness like distant darkness melting into dawn. & still You hold me close to You, Shiva.