On Parvati, Shiva’s Consort
From the haze of Life she stood above;
Putting herself to the test of fire
She arose to conquer His heart
And claim her half of His being.
She emerged from an immense sigh
Of the desireless Eternity.
The nobleness of heavens were hers
Fair as fire, a living golden dream.
Her words were a hymn of love
Wafting thru’ endless space
To end their journey at His feet
Like flowers dropped in a prayer.
In the sole, contented, moveless Vast
She was a single quiver of ecstasy
A gendered Eternity, The She-Shiva.
4th April, 1995.
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