His name is Bhairav      
and the heavens quake when He dances        
as destruction He controls      
and Death too          
but the flip is Life
two coiled cobras          A third eye      
That smote those demons to ashes        
ere they raise their forms      
His skin the color of poison
as He hath taken unto Himself all
that is mal in this World          

Look ye, at the lovelies
Gathered around to make Him entranced          
would He be taken            
the flight of the Bird will Tell        

~Folds and engulfs          
Taken together
are they the paramour I waited for          
Stricked with desire      
a glimpse that One caught once          
and that memory stayed      
does that recall the way I am with thee        

what is it that makes Me circle and feint      
return and visit the places
My ancestors made their own
Is it your body that is My holy grail        
Or your eyes that drag Me asunder    
  Feed Me to the craven fellows        
  And Make Me whole again,
Maybe charlatans will cease their cry            
and all will be as before        
A forlorn spark
far in the distance      ~

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