Namah Shivaya

The trickled water from the urn carries all my experiences

And you bathe in it so content

Everything felt strongly or left unnoticed

Conscious or fragmented,

Unfamiliar and unidentified

Preserved and buried deep

And I poured it all on you

You who takes it all

And alchemise this body

Into vessel of reverberance

I let you absorb

Ready to dissolve even for a second

I wait to Take in again

That one split second of bliss

When the bubble of “I” bursts

And all becomes boundless

And all become YOU

And blessed me becomes Shivaya

I foolishly believe in this celebratory thought

That I know

I know,

I have know the truth that is you, Shivaya

Some untamed perception of mine senses this familiar craze for YOU

Oh but eternal bliss that is YOU

Let all dissolve in YOU

Let the cool fire of your presence burn in my soul for eternity

Shivaya

-Poet and counsellor Rupika Moitra