You touch me with a gentle nudge of friendly tenderness, though You express through the insubstantial & not through flesh. i feel You nevertheless: Your signature energy, Your fragrant spiritual love that inspires the best in me. there is a fountain of light hidden deeply within me. Your dear presence brings it alive with sparkle & color. You warm the very center of me with Your touch of fire, with your inviting calmness & radical acceptance. there are no gazing eyes, no tempting lips, no shapes or forms. there is love that feels like ice melting slowly in sunshine, releasing into light the cold hard form that had seized it. in Your light, Shiva, edges & borders blur & dissolve. Your touch is like the delight of a rainbow remembered for its extraordinary timing & divine glow. it lives, keeping me company while the fountain of light at my core explodes like fireworks bursting into flowers.
this dream so grips us that we do not see we are insubstantial wisps of smoke & bone, blurred reflections in a dusty mirror. ah, the beauty of the shifting colors, the subtle hint of light & shadow glimpsed beyond the swift moving montage of form! this dream of maya invokes the senses with the bright promise of fulfilled desire. here, rainbows are mystic stringed instruments in the hands of the heavenly devas. ah! the beauty of the shifting colors, swirling in that sweet varied melody! the dream glows before us enticingly, enchanting in this lengthy human sleep. yet i do awaken from the dream's spell resuming my firm stance, cleaving to You in sincere sadhana & devotion far beyond the dream's enticing allure, to blend my heart & mind with You, Shiva. again i persevere in Your service as i have vowed, & so i do remain. i will stand steadfast with You, dear Shiva, upon the skyclad heights of Mount Kailash.