i am floating in the night sky, a cloud in the moonlight. i have no fingers for grasping & securing, no feet for running & jumping. i have no eyes to see appearances, no mouth to speak of myself. the mind is awed by the cascading torrents of stars & disappears into silence. it's consumed by stars & silence & the rolling flow of currents of electromagnetic energy swirling up from the earth & down from mysteries invisible, unknown & unseen. the moon's gravitational field gently enfolds me as i float high in the nighttime sky, a cloud in the soft moonlight; yet i am neither deaf nor blind, merely immensely detached. perhaps my form may appear as human at times, but i would rather be a cloud soaring above earth, looking into the arcane depths of deep space where dark matter, quasars & galaxies are clumped thickly like glitter on black velvet. it's peaceful to cease being human for a little while & just to be a cloud floating in the night sky in the moonlight. it's hard to hurt a cloud. they do not bleed or complain & they mind their own business. as cloud or human, i'm an innocent expression of Shiva, who lives in every atom & holds all form together & sometimes lets it fall apart. i rest in Shiva & float where He flows, like a leaf carried by the river or a cloud in the depths of the nighttime sky. it's good that being in a human body is not a full time job!
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