FLAME

Spellbound, the stars gaze at the flame

Rising to the top of hearts’ Shiva temple

Bringing an end to our wait for peace,

Making life a prayer earnest but simple ;

Where spring of joy is in a constant flow

From a conviction in a rising compassion,

Where light of love burns crusts of desires

Raising the sentient soul to a  final vision ;

Of the understanding of the glory of life as

A flicker of that light at the top that splays,

In the wind, fighting all vague shadows

In dance of fire that the Lord sweetly plays,

Uniting all images in sanctum of the Heart

Of God who prevails at the end and at start.

! saroj k. padhi/ 18.02.15