Thriving with Poison
Poison of life
Is real and potent
We swallow it to live
Like Nilakantha (blue throat), Shiva
To be alive
To be the conqueror of death
Mrutunjaya
During our life time
We resurrect
Like a snakes
On Shiva’s neck
Shedding old skin of hurt
Pain and resentments
Looking at my new self
The original self
Untainted
Unspoiled
Pure
Innocent
We merge like butterflies
From the cocoon of the past
Welcoming every day
As an opportunity
To be alive again
All over again
To flow
Like the Ganges from Shiva’s head.
((*.*))
November 2002 |