Inspirations

His Word starts to move.

Stirred by joy, his breathing quickens,

His eight eyes quiver with flame.

His fire-matted hair sweeps the horizon,

Bright as a million suns.

From the towering source of the world

In a thousand streams

Cascades the primeval blazing fountain,

Fragmenting silence,

Splitting its stone heart.

In a universe rampant

With new life exhalant,

With new life exultant,

In a borderless sky

Viu spreads wide

His four-handed blessing.

He raises his conch

And all things quake

At its booming sound.

The frenzy dies down,

The furnace expires,

The planets douse

Their flames with tears.

The world’s Divine Poet

Constructs its history,

From wild cosmic song

Its epic is formed.

Stars in their orbits,

Moon, sun and planets –

He binds with his mace