as i write these words to You on paper, Shiva, i am inviting You to be near me, to touch me with Your grace, with Your compassionate way of revealing ageless truths as if they had grown & blossomed deep within heart & mind & only now could reveal their shining fragrant presence. as i write these words to You on paper, Shiva, i find myself feeling as if i sit by a wood-burning stove enjoying the heat as wood is sacrificed to the fire. we all burn with this indescribable divine flame. it consumes our errors, making ashes of our mistakes. as i write these words to You on paper, Shiva, i am asking You to come so close that i lose myself in You, so close that the meaning of the words "You" & "i" dissolves. there is no more writing, no more words, no "i" & no "You"-- only now exists, only life, just this burning moment.
You took me at the peak of my glad celebration, negating laws of physics, erasing everything. You removed the concept "impossible" from my mind, threw me in a multidimensional miracle & shocked my mind silent, leaving me in stunned wonder. that wonder still clothes me like an invisible cloak, something too amazing to share, yet it changed my life. speaking of it is like catching fish with hands only, or caging wind in the hands to bring home for others. You shine light on my daily rebuilding of structure through my careful words like bricks in a tall wall, Shiva! yet i still want to say "look! see! there is such wonder!" so i string garlands of words that i offer to You because i overflow with rejoicing that you're here. i am blazing with Your presence & the light leaks out, cascading in these limited words i can't curtail.