the lead bird in the migrating flock follows an undeniable call that urgently flows, spine through wingtip, surging further than sight. birds respond naturally to this seasonal invocation of guiding power & the lead bird feels the pull first, drawing the others to accompany. day after day the steady relentless primal call surges through the flock. the one who leads is not concerned with getting ahead & the ones trailing after are not concerned that they are following. there is one thing only: the numinous call to journey that maintains its compelling driving force. all follow it throughout nature's vast realm, responding as they are able. Shiva, You call irresistibly & i respond to the urgency, offering myself to You. there is no lull for those who can hear Your call, nor is it needed, for being near You fills all the emptiness within.
THIS HAPPENED 