Om Namah Shivaya

Om Namah Shivaya

Embedded Paisley motifs
Strange languorous pass keys
Hiding a world
Of muted imagination.

A fabric that speaks
Of soft special journeys
Dangerously deceptive
Repetitive and patterned
Till lessons are gleaned
Or goblets emptied
Hemlock the teacher
Of fulfilling wisdom
And the release of
Internal Socrates.

My soul has such cravings
to raid its own cellars
Contained notions
Of dreams wilder than
Daring.
These dark days
a vision
A white lighted tunnel
A channel of change
A luminous motion

The modalities are changing
Temporal dimensions
Mutating emitting
Thermal portals of corrosion.

Things change
As we traverse Time's Arrow.
Perspective is position
Faith disposition

And something at the core
the heart of the matter
The forever hereafter
Ever remains
The same.

We are going there
The meeting is eternal
Inevitably fated.

And neither Space
Nor Time
Binds
Our destination.

(c) Amrita Valan 2016