Shiva, Your cool rain is a sweet benediction, healing & soothing the raw edges of the heart. comfort me with rainbows, lift me upon Your clouds. i would float upon Your love, myself a blessing. the world is my field of dharmic group service now, yet You are my center & i hold fast to You. although i bend beneath the hard weight of this life, i do not fall nor do i neglect my duties. not by any virtue of mine, but through You alone is the work done, & the fruits of work go where You determine in Your mysterious, profound way. all is done by You, beyond human mind & heart. it is done by You & i am Your agent here on this blue planet which, itself, struggles toward a greater life in this primal cosmic cycle, time after time, aeon upon aeon, onward. we humans are Your transforming agents, Shiva, created, formed & born for Your service & grace. looking through the cosmic lens, i can see how we are the outreach of a vast emanating source. thus do i celebrate this opportunity to praise You, yearning to return to Your wholeness, resting in the cool downpour of Your cleansing rain.