On the Brink of Ecstasy

If my perceptions were cleansed,
I could experience the joy of life.

But I am clouded by the ghosts
Of my past that I project onto your being.
And you are clouded by the ghosts
Of your past that you project onto mine.

We dance with partners that are
Shells and fragments of our true selves.

If I can learn to see you for who you really are,
And you can learn to see me for who I really am,
Then we can learn to dance the creation
Of the universe from moment to moment.

My Shiva calls forth your Shakti.
Your Shakti calls forth my Shiva.

Let's honor each other's god and goddess
While we dance the dance of life.
Let's nurture each other's true being
While we celebrate the joy of living.

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