Sunday, July 5, 2020

Auspicious....


well.....

There, set out in the distance was a thunderstorm.
Clouds piling high, bubbling up atop one another.
Dark shades, light shades, mixing and folding within itself.
Stretching across a sea, one enjoying the caress of the winds.
And lightning, fracturing the skies.
Joining hands with both the clouds and sea.
Crackling, crisp.
All the energies swelling up.
And it was closer than just the horizon...
and it was looming above the waters...
coming ashore....
Let's dance.


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And when we closed our eyes to the storm, and a new evening covered us...
Lord Shiva positioned himself before me.
And he didn't speak, merely sitting directly across from me.
I've never met Shiva before....
But perhaps he will return.... and we can have a chat.
Why is he here?
What will he say?
And his blue skin radiated in the dark...
A small smile on his face...
and I have no idea what this means...
but it is new, and it is fascinating.
A new adventure.
Let's dance.

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 Shiva Turns into a Fisherman to Win Parvati- The New Indian Express.

Maybe the moon had something to do with it.
Or maybe he was awakened from all the fireworks.
and who even knew who it was until a familiar laid the revelation on my path.
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oh look, he carries a trident too...
who knew...

we won't discuss the light and dark, the destroyer of evil.
nor the lord of dance...
that was purely coincidence.
alignment at it's prime

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mmmm... the sound of thunder outside...
smothered by a blanket of heat
the gods are returning...
I hope you made your peace.


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Guess what?!
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pssshh...
you'll have to guess







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