To All the Shivas Out There

Let our prayer wheels
Spin outside
In the wind and rain

Chanting each geometric rush
of air

Our hands prayers
light embodied
Amber of the moment

tumbling, grasping
Dancing

Comments

  1. Exquisite, I love the way you blend the senses by combining the visual of sacred geometry and the sound of the prayer,
    Namaste

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