Thursday, February 22, 2024


Behold my Mother playing with Shiva, Lost in an ecstasy of joy! Drunk with a draught of celestial wine, She reels, and yet does not fall. Erect She stands on Shiva's bosom, And the earth Trembles under Her tread; She and Her Lord are mad with frenzy, Casting aside all fear and shame.

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