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.
to me You have no form, though i love the forms ascribed to You. You are essence, presence, numinous energy signature. You are within me as i move in the vast ocean of You. You signal to me through clouds & i reply in semaphore. my whole life is a semaphore, an action-adventure play designed to get Your attention, to call You to see my need. i tire of action & searching & i turn within to rest. so it is that in the calm of this silence, You come to me. You come. You come like the breeze, like dew at dawn, like the stars emerging out of nothingness into somethingness, calling out my name. You wrap around me as if skin, & i breathe You like the air until i grow bright as the crescent moon shining in Your hair, placed in the darkness of Your hair, no longer able to speak, silently rejoicing in You who are hidden in all forms. You are essence & presence, evoking deep recognition. You call Your own & i respond, fighting through forgetfulness. i continually move forward, slowly & steadily. Your energy is my primal imprint, marking me for You. i am Your agent of transformation coming home to You.
i know You not by form but by Your tender presence felt within my heart. i know You by the glow of warmth at my core, by the buoyancy within my whole being, magnetized by & moving to You irresistibly. i melt inside when i recall our meeting, the pure blending of essence. i melt inside when i hear Your name, Shiva, & i overflow in these words on paper celebrating You in all the ways & times of our union. i am weaving threads of communion with You in this sincere poetry. i realize repeatedly that You are central to this life, Shiva, far more important than the cyclic comings & goings, the ups & downs, the loves who come & the loves who go. You alone are my steady constant, my anchor, the bond that thrills me to my existential reality. i know You not by form but by Your tender presence felt within my heart. my entire being is an open doorway for You to fully enter, dissolving altogether that which appears as name & form, time & place. beloved Shiva (i dare to speak as if i am holy Parvati), hold me in Your sacred warmth as the gravid world travails in birthing pain.