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Lift My Eyes


Lord Shiva is also known as Nataraj, the Dancing God. This divine art form is performed by Lord Shiva and his divine consort Goddess Parvati. The dance performed by Lord Shiva is known as Tandava. Shiva’s Tandava is a vigorous dance that is the source of the cycle of creation, preservation and dissolution. Tandava depicts his violent nature as the destroyer of the universe. (Read more...)

When my fears collide with my belief I run from the soberly staged images as if my life were a circle my legs ran round on.

I’d relinquish any battle, any god, any idea of ownership if it would bring an end to the god-fouled racket!

The bat knows that its wings brush up against the unexplained, the living spirits we carry like handkerchiefs snuggled in our pouches, unfilled pockets carved of expectation.

The trees have summoned me once more for my instruction, the Old Lady’s going to speak what I must heed, divulge my purpose, that I might see then without blindness, that I might observe the hand of creation holding out for Love, fingers supple as birth, arms as wide as laughter, the flesh of belief smaller than the duty to my weary worn Home.

Creation’s fondly taken my hands and lifted them in a new-found grace for the world that’s given me my chance again and again until opportunity ran dry and joined my great river of useless words, the tributaries of useless language emptied of any nourishment, sorrow forced from the tongueless and driven like a stake into the heart of hearts of fear, the truth of truths of man’s everlasting.

Lift my eyes to her crown that I may bow in service to her breathing waters, to the magnificence of her sacred presence, to the Love of Loves and let my footing not be that of things I imagine I know, but be of things I've lived. Let me haul up her beauty like the sun lifting the first light of creation. I’ll cower to no one and love all equally with an immense thunderstruck tongue. I'll dismantle words like warfare and murder and rape, then pack them away as firm reminders of my kind's previous madness…


© 2011 by mark prime



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