She swirls in green fields
Singing of birth pangs and blooms
Change is her language.
He is the blue sky
Quiet witness to all her moods,
Still and beyond time.
She swirls in green fields
Singing of birth pangs and blooms
Change is her language.
He is the blue sky
Quiet witness to all her moods,
Still and beyond time.
Shakti is the breath
Shiva the space it traverses
Without her,
He is inert
Without him
She is fire wild
She coils at the muladhar
He waits at the Sahasrara
Breath bridges their kiss.
He is the mountain still
She a gurgling river that sings
Love erodes all forms.
He is sky, untouched.
She, the moon that waxes bright
Each night,
she dances wilder
but never leaves
his gaze.
Shiva stands alone
A Deodar tree on high peaks
Shakti is the light
That filters through ancient leaves
Warming his Himalayan heart
Navgraha
Surya
Seven horses drive
Golden chariot full of light
Soul’s eternal guide
Chandra
Sky’s silver cradle,
rocked gently by the mother
feelings ebb and flow.
Mangal
Peacock-mounted Skanda
hurls his spear through stubborn dark —
red fires up his veins.
Brihaspati
Yellow-robed Vishnu
the lotus of wisdom blooms
where his footsteps fall
Budh
Emerald orb spins
as Ganesha shapes the mind —
celestial scribe.
Shukra
Lakshmi’s jasmine feet
trail stardust across the sky —
peacocks whirl in bliss.
Shani (Saturn)
Midnight’s sentinel
weighs truth against each karma —
Saturn carves the soul.
Rahu
Skies rain down silver,
the head whispers golden lies —
stars blink in doubt.
Ketu
Though eyeless, he sees —
ego journeys toward moksha,
metamorphosis.