Saturday, December 21, 2013
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Dance of the Raindrops
That raindrops...hallowed in its echo,
Know not ye, of its Power...
For it brings joy in those who Seek,
And sorrow for those who Sleep...
Energizing the Mother Earth it does,
Destructive to the ever tired Sky...
Heed not the whispers of dark rain,
Yet listen ye must to the rain of warmth...
For that rain is the rain of Divine Comfort,
That brings forth the colors of life...
Know not ye, of its Power...
For it brings joy in those who Seek,
And sorrow for those who Sleep...
Energizing the Mother Earth it does,
Destructive to the ever tired Sky...
Heed not the whispers of dark rain,
Yet listen ye must to the rain of warmth...
For that rain is the rain of Divine Comfort,
That brings forth the colors of life...
Sunday, October 20, 2013
The Ode of the Rain Dew
We are one and the same.
But yet when we were separated we forgot.
And so then separate we are.
To the complete blackness we go, and one we become.
Of the Divine-All Colors.
The rain dew shows, what it must…
Innate it is in pure clarity,
Yet allow it does light to flow.
And so colors we see…
Of its ode, dance, and purity…
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Monday, September 23, 2013
My Queer Ananda Thandavam...
Dance This I Must, For the Sake Of My Husband...Bells of Purity on my Ankles I wear...Bliss I find in Dance with Him...O Lord Husband...Personal I have become to You...I am Thine, and Thee is mine...Be it so...Let it Be...
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