Dance of Shiva
the head ovoid
a floating balloon
tethered to heart
where we dwell
we notice thoughts
as also sensations
at play therein
feeding the ego
agape love humming
in toroidal heart
simply looking on
does not interfere
in timeless time
thought forms conjured
by wayward ego
crumble to dust
bereft of thought
a thousand suns
illuminate the void
within the head
consciousness yet still
observes the dance
wondrous yet ephemeral
in organic form
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