a black cobra
with a raised hood
slithers
around his blue neck
gaping in awe
at the primordial being
adorned with
a crescent moon
on his matted locks
even
the dance of the atom
comes to a standstill
pausing
to catch a glimpse
of his half-smile
delivered out of pure compassion
for all human-kind,
so caught up
in their pettiness
missing the bigger picture
© 2017
Brilliant writing and vivid imagery. A truly superb poem.
A perfect 10. Spirt and life come together so well in this magical poem.
Beautiful poem signifying power of lord Shiva. Loved it.10++++
I love how even the atom comes to a standstill to catch a peek of the great Shiva.
Wow. Your poetic image is stunning. I understand that Shiva is a part of the Hindu triumvirate, but the half-smile as well as the snake make me a bit unsettled and wondering. Is this intentional? But then the speaker writes of pure compassion. Your present interesting juxtapositions between humans and the Gods. I enjoyed reading. Thanks.
Great write, i shiver at the thought of a cobra around shiva's neck! then again it is the great Shiva who cares for all beings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a beautiful poem on the great Shiva. I was in tears reading it.