
A blue jay shrieks, echoed in the distance
Between the spice bushes a glimpse
of silent deer moving away
from the snap of twigs
as Shiva passes
Riding his bull, trident held high
unblinking eyes of the snake
gaze from his shoulder
moves thru jasmine
soaked air
Crematory ashes gray His body
His topknot held erectly
overhead vultures
ride thermals
He emits
His mount stops, grazes soft grass
He alights amidst peak blooms
that carpet the clearing
moves to mossy log
where She waits
August 27, 2007 at 8:58 pm
Joy Nitai Gaur!
Hare Krsna!
Thank you so much for such a delightful poem/tribute to Lord Siva! Even after converting to Gaudiya Vaishnavism, I still have great appreciation in my heart for That One.
Joy Paramaviashnava Sada Siva Ki!
August 27, 2007 at 9:35 pm
Thank you.