When light exploded for the first time,
And time learned to walk
What was before that,
And even after that, which will remain,
That’s you
Mahakal.
I saw the time stopping,
Saw the moment dissolving
When everything was silent,
Even then the one who continued to follow,
He was you, Mahakal.
Neither etc., nor end,
Neither direction nor limit
Shiva is also in zero,
Even Shiva is in complete.
When the universe blinks,
When the stars are extinguished,
When the creations are born and erased,
Even then there is a continuity
He is Shiva.
You are also real,
In the light of Ardhanarishwar,
And also formless,
In the tomb of yogis
Where the breath stops,
And consciousness merges,
You are there too.
You are Shiva,
But not just the destroyer
Shiva is a pulsing hidden in the womb of creation,
So that the soul gets shape,
Due to which the Holocaust also becomes the gate of rebirth.
Shiva is Pashupatinath
But not only animals,
Even the lord of the primitive practices of man.
Shiva meditated as Rudra,
Shiva danced to consciousness by becoming Nataraja,
Shiva defeated ignorance by becoming Aghor.
Shiva is beyond time,
Therefore Kaal itself trembles with Mahakal.
Shiva is not the end,
Shiva is the cycle that moves continuously
Without fear of origin and destruction.
Shiva is the holder of Shakti,
And power generated from Shiva himself
The compassion in Parvati’s eyes,
He is your only ancestor.
Where is the difference between Shiva and Shakti?
Only the mistake of vision
You are both, together.
Under neither time,
Neither tied in the rules of creation
Shiva is that
Which are the rules themselves,
And encroachment itself.
When there is creation,
Even then Shiva is
Like a tree hidden in seeds,
And when the Holocaust comes
Even then there are Shiva,
Like the sky in the last drop of water.
No destruction in Shiva orgy,
Rather, there is a call for new construction.
A step of Shiva shakes the earth,
And second
Open the door of possible.
World
There is a trap of Maya,
Momentary
Fleety.
This is which is,
He does not live,
And which is not,
He is eternal.
Shiva is the protector of that eternal.
In their eyes
Trikala is reflected,
And in Shiva’s jatas
The creation flows with the Ganges.
You are you
That is, free.
From rituals,
From characters,
Beyond the limits.
Consolidation on Shiva Tan
Is a symbol of eternal.
Shiva does not make up to Shiva,
The sacrifice suits.
And still,
In your inner
That ocean of mercy waves
In which dedicated souls drown
They are free.
Shiva is angry
When someone sows ignorant destruction,
Shiva shakes
When unrighteousness is fierce.
Your compassion,
Like a father
One who knows punishment and caress
Both required.
Shiva dances in the crematorium,
Because a new life begins from there.
Shiva sits in the mind of ascetics,
Where silence speaks
And attention goes
Without words.
The silence within Shiva,
He doesn’t scare
He is an invitation to get inside.
The anger in Shiva Tandava,
He is not destroyed,
It is a system of system.
Shiva temples not closed,
Shiva is not just a statue of makeup
Shiva is in the eyes of that seeker,
Who finds them within themselves,
Which is fearless, is disinterested,
Who renounces himself
Shiva adopts the form.
Mahakal!
You have no imagination,
You are the last truth of consciousness
Where everything dissolves,
And from where everything is born again.
Mahakal!
You are not just Shiva,
You are completely true
Which was even before birth,
Which will remain even after death.
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