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Rama Krsna  May 2020
arunachala
Rama Krsna May 2020
inside that inner cave
shines an effulgent flame,
complexioned like camphor
bearing a crescent moon
he’s pure as white jasmine
sole terminator
of the veil of illusion
cast by the lilting tunes of
that captivating flutist

© 2020
Onoma  May 2019
Halahala
Onoma May 2019
my all--

my ash's

stow away.

you drank

Halahala

(poison)

from a conch

to sate the vying

ocean of Devas

and Asuras.

your throat turned

blue--overspreading

your body.

my Arunachala of

strength--that i

will die as.

Amrita~
Sarayu Apr 11
The mind whispers,walk the path of dharma,like Arjuna, with his bow drawn tight.

The heart replies, let me offer love into it,like Meera, singing to her Krishna through the night.

Situations whirl around me.

Like the churning of the cosmic ocean—Samudra Manthan

Where every choice pulls like devas and asuras

Tugging between what’s right… and what’s desired.

But my soul, ancient and still,speaks in the voice of Vishnu, resting upon Ananta.

Soft, eternal, and unshaken

Do what is necessary

Time moves—like Shiva in his Tandava

Moments rise and fall

Karma spins its golden wheel.

In the center of it all

Like a flickering diya in the wind

Like Draupadi with folded hands

I stood… still.

Not knowing what’s right and what’s desired.

Until something touched me

Not a voice, not a word,but a divine light

Like the jyoti of Arunachala.

The kind of light Yashoda must’ve See when she looked into Krishna’s mouth and saw the universe.

It said:

When your heart and mind stop their war and start walking together,like Lakshmi beside Vishnu grace flows into action.

Miracles don’t just visit…They begin to live in you.

When your soul accepts the leela,when it bends with the time,even suffering becomes prasad.

Even poison, like Neelakantha’s, becomes a sacred strength.

So I bow

Not in surrender,but in sacred acceptance.

I do not run after answers.

I do not ask the winds to calm.

I walk the sacred thread—that unseen sutra,woven by Saraswati’s wisdom and Sita’s silence.

That ties duty to devotion.

Lets love carry its weight.

With no need for reward.
Onoma Jun 2024
Arunachal's south-facing

Shiva: is Ramana Maharishi.

Who went into states of

Samadhi in the lone retreats

of a temple, at the base of:

Arunachala--ravenously dined

on by ants.
Onoma  Sep 2020
Dakshinamurti
Onoma Sep 2020
Dakshinamurti,

Arunachala Shiva...

south-facing.

You're all I see.

I have become the

prostration you

moved.

— The End —