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Siva
by sadh Thursday, Feb 20 2014, 11:43am
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holy holy are you
my Lord
Destroyer,
absorb and
eject
all creation
dance, burn
transmute dross into
fine
new life,
nothing is able to withstand
ur transformative touch
effulgence shooting from
the crown of ur head,
the shot of sperm
that generates new life
phallic God
holy holy r you
and ur consort
for whom u have endless patience,
advice and instruction
in the esoteric arts
and sciences
holy holy is ur consort
i fall on my face before you
both
two as one
overcome with bliss
convulsing
in ecstasy
i know of no other
God able to
transmute humanity
and raise lost souls
like a phoenix
from the ashes
Lord
u approach,
the earth shudders
the sun dims
in ur radiance
my loins move
my treasure churns
it is time my Lord
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