Friday, 4 April 2014

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As far as I know
She will not stop writing letters
And long elaborate sentences
Will those be            
Even if nobody reads them
She won’t stop
Because Her language is gaiety
She writes in the joy of writing
It’s not that She’s never angry
Or She doesn’t express it
I have seen how difficult it is
To stop that Nataraj-Dance*
She writes and sends
Those beautiful letters
Smart phones shy away
When I open the envelope
 I hear the cuckoo-songs
Fragrance of Mimosa blossoms
Slowly enters me
I see the sand storms chasing snow
Feel the warmth of Her love
I know too well
Even if the world ceases to exist
She won’t stop writing
Her words of space and time
Will get written forever

*One of the most visually dramatic and culturally significant forms of the Supreme Being in Hinduism is Nataraja – Lord Shiva as the King of Dance. Shiva is the god of destruction in the Hindu pantheon. The dance of Shiva represents His five divine activites, or panchakriyashrishti (creation), sthiti (preservation), samhara (destruction), tirobhava (illusion), and anugraha (grace or salvation). Courtesy-Malaysia Hindudharma Mamandram
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