Classic Poem

Come on, Mind, let’s go steal-
You and I together-
All Shiva owns- Mother’s feet,
If we can carry them off.

But if they catch us
In that watchful house,
That would be the end of the body.
They’d tie us up in Kailasa.

Don’t forget your guru’s advice
If we get in; we’ll wound Shiva
With an arrow of devotion,
Then grab those feet and run.

[Translated from 'Grace and Mercy in her Wild Hair' by Leonard Nathan and Clinton Seely]