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Monday 9 September 2013

NOTHING, AND NO PAIN IS PREORDAINED

Oh Shiva Warrior Lover
Creator and Destroyer
Of all the worlds,
Embracing Death and
Dancing life to Life;
Summoning grace
With a myriad tender
Hands that trace
The path of a thousand comets,
Or the upturned face
Of one humble
Supplicant.

Oh Shiva unfold
Your many-petaled embrace:
Raise you hands
With the whirling worlds
Tumbling from palm to palm
And dance your power.

Stamp down the Wheel,
Deny the preordained-
Let there be no Kharma.
Hold fast to Fate, free faith
And let us seek our Path
From day to day
And heart to heart.


Manuela Cardiga

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