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Whoever Named This Guy Shankar?

You know what he did at Dakshapur and Kulinda
He called out Uma because he knew she was Parvati Durga

With a conch and bhang and objectless laughter

Whoever named this guy Shankar?
He’s a clown!
He’s a drunk!
He smears himself with ashes and dances with the horde!
Maybe they knew–down is the way up
Maybe they knew
in the world of no distinction there is cosmic peace.

Parvati went out to him cawing in delight and dancing
on the edge of the city
Jagatdeshwari met up with Mahadev
And they danced the Double Tandav.

Did you know the secret of how he drank the poison and survived?
She was there.
It burned so bad but he held it
she was holding him
as he let the poison burn out in his body.

That scoundrel Krishna seems to be a fine topic for cosmic love,
But the real couple of union is
Shyamaa and Shankar,
Parvati and Jatadhari,
Uma and Bolenaath,
Parvati Durga and Shiva!


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Krishna Kanhaiya

Oh, you’re so lovely I could break!
With all your garlands of soft flowers
your soft and colorful fabrics,
You’re the most approachable form of God.
So gentle, I could cry.

So much love.
So much!

I start to feel it in my own chest,
and Friend,
it scares me.

What if my ego breaks?
My container has been so small,
and now you’re coming to me?
Do you think I can hold That?!

What if
my heart becomes as big as my body,
someone uses me and I’m not safe anymore?
I’m human!

God Most Approachable,
I’m asking you this.

Little soul
wants an answer from Big Soul.

Before I roll out on the town with you,
it’s high time
You give me an answer and
soothe my fearful mind!

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For A Friend

Remember, when the Universe pulls you in to the black void
it’s pulling you closer to Itself
In these moments,
it is betting that you can survive the dissolution again.
It did it to you the first time
and you answered its call.
You survived. You grew!

You know the fruits of the darkness.
In a flash, old stories are cleaved away
They go up in cold smoke.
Suddenly, after the shattering crash,
the wandering path
turns as straight as God’s ruler,
and you become the lodestone to your own gold.

Remember that you’ve been here before.
Know that this chaos is love pulling you towards itself.

Remember how,
last time,
after you felt into it and listened and breathed,
after you let yourself fall into it and the storm calmed,
the world shone with soft affection
and dazzling vibrancy?
How the green leaves had golden halos
and how the sky was so robin’s egg blue?
Remember how new you felt?
How dazzled you were at the whole world, inside and out?

It will happen again.
After this has passed,
the World will dazzle you again,
this time with so much more stunning color,
this time even steadier,
more eternally here, right now.

You know the tune of the Universe,
you know enough about how it moves.
The Universe is with you.
The Beloved is in you.
And That That Is can never abandon Itself.

It once crashed you in,
and it crashed you in so hard,
now it has to crash you again to bust you out,
into a vibrant, effulgent world of which you have had glimpses
but have never yet found a home in.

It’s here.
It’s all here.
Support and friends are everywhere,
here in this person, this face you’ve seen a thousand times,
this is the Beloved making a form to witness Itself as Itself.
Can you feel this truth in your rawness? In the stunning silence of this moment?

Your tears and shock and indignation now
will lead you to radical, effortless freedom.

I know what you’re looking for.
The Beloved knows what you want.
The Beloved knows because
there is only subject in the world, no object.
There is no separation between the Beloved and the Loved.
You can’t have a relationship with the Beloved,
for you are the Beloved.

Ask and you shall receive?
Remember, time is just a creation of mind.
and it has already been given.
This goes far beyond trust,
for trust happens in time,
in the mind.
Intuit it.
Feel it so deep in your gut
you can see the cozy deep black of space and the shining light of galaxies there.
That is all
have to do.

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When the Universe Comes Knocking

When the Universe comes knocking,
We roll.
We pull out the shiny red car from the old garage
We put streamers and bells and whistles on it.
We move over to the passenger seat,
And with a big, relieved grin, we say,
“Baby, you drive!”

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Strings of Mind

Hey, Hey, God,
Take all the straight strings of my mind
and twist them
into a rainbow circle
and wear it
around the ankle above your feet.

I told you I want to be the village idiot
like that drunkard, Rumi,
but at the moment,
I am on the star farthest from.

I told you I’m done playing the game,
and yet I still stick the sword of knowledge in my heart
and play this game with zealous abandon.

Do we have to keep fighting
like a couple
who thinks
they’ve gotten used to each other’s ways?

Let’s settle down
and hold hands
and drink a cup of tea together
without saying a word,
And how about you whisper
some more of your secrets to me, Love?

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Pain’s Treasure

Oh Traveler!
You think that pain is your domain alone
And there you are so alone

What you do not know
Is that pain,
bonebreaking, crushing pain,
is a part of being human.

No one can tell where someone has been
on this road just by looking at them or
listening to the sound of their voice.

Ask, Listen, Learn!
Outward appearances conceal whole worlds
in front of your eyes.

You look at all the glit and glitter
And think it denies reality–
But what you do not know, oh Traveler, is that
in the suffering
lies the most beautiful gem of all!

There the World itself
reveals its true and simple nature:
yourself meets Yourself,
The mind realizes its own game,
And suddenly you realize
you were never alone,
never, never, never,
not once!

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You Affectionate Scoundrel, You!

is like
a shell breaking open
a shell breaking open
a shell breaking open.

In the past,
You’ve been rough as hell about it,
You Affectionate Scoundrel, you!
You played two games back then–
gleefully chasing to help me get life moving
and heartfully holding to help me settle into peace.

I felt like I was burning down back then,
and You stood there beside me with a kind, knowing look on your face,
cheering with such relentless fervor,
“Go, go, go, burn up and bust it down!”
You played in the Dark and the Light,
in the world of dreams and mind.

Now, what is all this?
This time,
you’re caressing my white shell so softly
You’re leaving piles of beautiful flowers around me.
You’re singing to my heart with flutes and life and
pulling me into the world, right here, right now, into my body.
You’re starting to pour dazzling affection for what is into me,
and now my mind lays down peace
and worries sparkle away into the past.
This time, I don’t even feel the shell breaking.

Throw some more flowers at me,
you affectionate Scoundrel, you!
Play these songs that reach my heart
and seem to meld with my breath!

Yes! You Colorful Lover,
let’s do more of this!
Keep breaking open this shell
piles of flowers and
soft kisses and
that tugs at my heartstrings!

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