beautiful nakta
black nyx
there is nothing
like the sparkling veil of stars
she sways around herself
with dark and mysterious attitude
even the moon gets tangled up
and the east wind glides through her dress
the tender web of life itself
a network of meaning
with airy affection of truth and love
***
the west wind stirred
with reverent anticipation
as the first of the heavenly horses
pulling the ashvin pair's chariot
crossed the horizon
carrying the brilliant
glorious goddess
daughter of heaven
immortal mother of all
victorious and undefeated
usha
his love
i am here
always
to catch you in my arms
and you arrive
always
my queen
my purpose
***
every time
the east wind cries in pain
when nakta
turns her back on him
fighting my arrival
i escape
to fly into your embrace
west wind
no matter what you do
whether you hold still
to allow aditi's dream to unfold
or whether you raise your demands
in burning passion
it is in your heart
that i find my expression
west wind
i'm yours
***
ushshshaaaaaah
the west wind was blowing
eager
to greet usha
auspicious lady of the light
divine promise
appearing there
in front of him
dawning on the dark sky
with determination
as she emerged
the west wind stopped
in amazement
as not to ruffle her silver gown
woven by twilight
he blew her a kiss
the softest of a kiss
sweet and gentle
from the depth of his devoted heart
remembering the hidden night
they had spent together
in secret
***
not today
no
you will not win today
usha
I am more powerful than you
thief of lime light
the nagas are on my side
they will kill you
they will drive you back
from where you came
and keep you there
just see for yourself
***
nakta
beloved sister
you have no chance
you will fail again
as you have always failed
when you operate from the dark of your heart
nakta, my sweet
faithful sister
listen
those snakes are opportunistic
you will find
they already have left your side
love always conquers
what is unlike love
always
there is nothing as powerful
as love
the womb of cosmic origin
has it in mind
to keep the balance
between growth and decay
tipped in my favour
just a touch
until you
sad sister
envious one
with ambitions of your own
will find it in your heart
to be still again
you are scary
when you obscure the way
missing the point
to guide through the night
in the light of the moon
and by the stars
those with open eyes
searching to find the way home
until
dramatic sister of mine
you keep yourself in havoc
you will not be one with yourself
nor with your own opposite
let alone with me
or mother and father
and until then
there will be no day
that I will not find a way
to rise above your spooky battlefield
in triumph
***
yesterday
after noon
radiant princess of the morning
great shining goddess
ashvavati gomati
my love
my life
long after you had allowed
your daily message of trust
to be spread all over the sky
the sun was blinding and burning
i encountered a butterfly
gleaming with golden light
your light
sparkling on her flapping wings
i chased her
mistaking her for you
i enjoyed the chase
my love
i nearly caught you
but then
the butterfly turned on me
to shift her shape
a naga appeared in her place
hungry
and started to eat away
obvious signs of lashes growth
in the garden of my bliss
***
thank you
genius
for not flattering me
but honouring me with naked love