six lips to every toe by paul de haan-jungwirth
she is kissing God’s little toe.
make room, make room! another pair of lips
falls to the earth, devoted.
as the last whisps of dawn dissolve
into the day’s together-rising
do you sit? stand naked? OM
through pathless tangles we have walked.
stumbled. fallen. gashed our skulls wide
open on the rotting log. remembered God.
through pathless tangles we will walk.
brush away branches. Love. thunder hushed,
the lightning dances! OM, remember God.
through pathless tangles we find your matted locks.
O Lord who everywhere stands and walks, blessing our steps
grant us rest There, where Shakti flows unbound.
through pathless tangles, Your name resounds and resounds!
in the silence, in the silent gaps between the silence,
in every pore, this ceaseless Peace in tumult found!
You are the light that holds all darkness, as infant to Mother’s breast.
You are the nectar that holds all poisons, we bow to worship Your blue neck.
You are the pure and all-pervading joyous movement of all Auspiciousness.
as humbly with our breaths united
in thanks we untie these songs
and lay them at Your feet, o Lord
OM NAMAH SHIVAYA!
OM NAMAH SHIVAYA!
OM NAMAH SHIVAYA!
OM NAMAH SHIVAYA!
