What is the use of discussing the nature of Brahman,
When a flower would understand it more than a person does?
What is the use of talking about Your Infinite Reality,
When others are still fully tethered to this illusory one?
What is the use of discussing experiences of Consciousness,
When others exist in the selective, uncaring unconscious?
Words fall upon deaf ears that hear.
Actions fall upon blind eyes that see.
What would You have me do, oh Mahadeva,
Beyond loving You, giving of my soul into Your care?
I await your instruction and application.
Why do You take so long to play me as Your instrument?
Or would you rather have me serve You only,
As You're the only one who listens when I speak, who watches when I act,
Who talks to me when nobody else would even bother.
Is this how it is meant to be forever? Just existing in You without external involvement in Your illusion?
I'm lost in love for You, but I also grow weary of this lonely, mortal existence.
Rescue me Shiva! I surrender to You once more. - Your Shivani.
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