When Shiva came calling

That day when Shiva came calling
and dragged me, eyes and mouth open
all the way out onto his dance floor.
I had been standing, timid and
off to one side, afraid of stumbling
and getting it wrong.
My heart thundered as I joined the great
ecstatic whirling.
Formless flowing into form
and back again into formless.
Everything spun out of the radiant
black center, the whirling emptiness.
Everything spun back into the Nothing
that rests, unmoving.
I see every particle of Self
caught up in the flung-out galaxies.
See that I am this.
Life itself.
Boundless and indestructible; at
Home in the dance.

Image by Stux, thanks to Pixabay.

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