Poem: Down The Spiral of Time

As your great night approaches,
I pray, O Shiva,
Let me be her companion,
Through any darkest night of our life.

Hailed as the King of night,
The sun and moon are illumined by your eyes.
Give us vision, O illumined one,
To see your magnificent formless form.

Some day, as our time approches,
And we crawl into infinity,
Let me be her Shakti,
And she, Shiva.

- The Last Nomad