The shackles holding me, wings.
Words freeing, you have a beautiful name.
Remember your ancestry, the theater
you signed for? Do I? I do, but
You never know. endlessness...
one story, one O, endless zero.
Destruction? Now what is that?
Pain, may be,
serenity, may be
safety, my responsibility.
soul on oath. I am the name
all true names are held.
Her eyes, silent waters
stillness, inner ocean, infinite
I am you, you are me.
The Tandava Protagonist
keeping count by beads of tear
moment awaited
painstakingly made
dot by dot by dot by dot
a point is but the eternity
close. open, any you choose.
do not fear love
I am always here. a garland of snake,
Rudra meditates
dance of destruction, cosmos
nothing is lost...
astral planes surreal
disintegration, separation
dot by dot by dot by dot
step by step by step.
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