beneath sleeping lids, lightning flashes
the bhakti spirit cries out for the Beloved
the night is long, rotund
memorised in water,
saturated in maya
‘Suda vasantam hriday aravende,
bhavan bhavani sahi tum namame ….’
always residing in the lotus of the heart,
surrendering to earth ….
kisses, light as air, burn deep holes
in the fabric of love
can this thirst be quenched,
can this longing be satiated?