What makes you dance in such  frenzy?

What does the third eye see?

What makes the hills tremble at your feet?

Why the tiger skin as your seat?

The serpent on your neck, your wife at your side

The trident, the drum and the bull that you ride

Crescent moon and the Ganga adorn matted hair

Rudraksh, loin cloth, and torso all bare

Your attire, your way,

What does it convey?

Residing on mountains hidden from all

Never failing to answer even one despaired call

Eyes closed in meditation and throat glowing blue

A Yogi, a Siddha or God? Who are you?


14 thoughts on “Shiva

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