I am the one, the lord of all, jio
The cosmic dancer, the destroyer of thrall,
My hair like fire, my eyes so bright,
I am the one who brings the light.
You come to me, with your worries and woes,
Seeking my blessings, and my repose,
But have you forgotten, who I truly am,
The one who holds the universe in his palm.
You see me as fierce, with a trident in hand,
But have you looked deeper, at what I command,
For I am the force, that makes the world go round,
The power that makes life, both lost and found.
My third eye sees all, past, present, and future,
I am the creator, the preserver, and the destructor,
My dance is the rhythm of the universe,
The cycle of birth, death, and rebirth, that never disperse.
So remember, dear humans, when you come to me,
You come to the source, of all that you see,
The power that flows, in all that exists,
I am Shiva, the lord, who forever persists.
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