With a cushion in hand
slipping below me
As I squatted
bent down to sit
my eyes went for HIM
HE was in nadi shodhan
The other eye covered
in the shadow of palm
the one eyed SAINT
looked deep into me
HIS eyelids fluttered
eyes rolling up
the look pierced
through me
My movement stopped
my glance was stuck
HIS eyelids shut
My eyes closed
the rudra puja chantings
had already begun
Body lost
Mind went down ages
Outlines of emotions
people and situations
the sam veda chants
took consciousness
further away
uncharted territories
sometimes familiar
om namah shivaye
brought back the life
to its present moment
monday morning blues
were set to begin
Eyes went locking HIM
with stare
Every movement noticed
Every gesture followed
And then the eyelids
seemed to move
opened to give a glimpse
the intense look
sharpened something within
just a fraction open
with immense power
HIS eyes went shut again
Opened and closed a few times
now only looking in front
HIS hands were offering
flowers to rudra linga
aarti performed
gratitude expressed
via vibrations
HE must have glanced at time
Wrapped up puja
the smile opened up
and the look went across
Vishalaksi mantapa
touching all longing hearts
HE stood and flew
into a distant dream...
slipping below me
As I squatted
bent down to sit
my eyes went for HIM
HE was in nadi shodhan
The other eye covered
in the shadow of palm
the one eyed SAINT
looked deep into me
HIS eyelids fluttered
eyes rolling up
the look pierced
through me
My movement stopped
my glance was stuck
HIS eyelids shut
My eyes closed
the rudra puja chantings
had already begun
Body lost
Mind went down ages
Outlines of emotions
people and situations
the sam veda chants
took consciousness
further away
uncharted territories
sometimes familiar
om namah shivaye
brought back the life
to its present moment
monday morning blues
were set to begin
Eyes went locking HIM
with stare
Every movement noticed
Every gesture followed
And then the eyelids
seemed to move
opened to give a glimpse
the intense look
sharpened something within
just a fraction open
with immense power
HIS eyes went shut again
Opened and closed a few times
now only looking in front
HIS hands were offering
flowers to rudra linga
aarti performed
gratitude expressed
via vibrations
HE must have glanced at time
Wrapped up puja
the smile opened up
and the look went across
Vishalaksi mantapa
touching all longing hearts
HE stood and flew
into a distant dream...
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