when the sky splits open

when the sky splits open & sunshine pours
through the broken clouds, i see You, Shiva.
You have no form, yet Your presence is strong.

may the heart be touched & blessings kindled.
may sweetness be released to permeate
all who dwell in deep appreciation
of the sheer wonder of sky overhead
& breath in the warm animal body.
may we bow to Your fragrant presence here,
Shiva. You make beauty from brokenness
& angels from the most humble among us.

when the sky splits open & sunshine pours
golden honey through the clouds, i see You
turning toward this fierce realm. i mirror
You, shining light out freely to the world.
this light is Your own, recycled through me,
giving form to the formless, love to all.

like a love song

the sky is inscribed with my love song to You, Shiva!
or perhaps that lacy script floating upon the blue
is Your dear love song to me as my heart sings to you.

thus do the heavens truly resound with the power
of Your subtle existence, clothed in swift-moving clouds,
clothed in the yearning of the heart & my vow to You.

all that i see takes on the form of our communion,
places us together, united, joined forever.
You are the lens i observe through, revealer of love.

You have stitched together the pieces of my torn life,
etched Your presence on my heart & tenderly nurtured
hidden memories into full extravagant bloom.

the perfume of Your presence gives a heady sweetness
to life as i scan the sky for Your messages sent
by bird, by cloud, sun & stars in their many millions.

Shiva, hold me in Your eclectic companionship
that my energy may be of service to the world
as the heart sings Your name like a love song.