This is a link to a YouTube video not created by me:
"Jago Jago Jago Shankara
Jago Jago Jago Sayeeshwara
Haalaahala Dhara Hey Paramesha
Hey Tripurari Jaya Partheesha
Gangadhara Shankara
Gowri Vara Shankara
Bala Gangadhara Shankara
Sayeeshwara Shankara (Sathya)
Awake us to the inner reality, O bestower of auspiciousness, the supreme Lord who has held the vicious poison in His throat. Lord Shankara (Shiva), the one who holds the sacred Ganges in His matted locks, the consort of Mother Gowri, is the same as Lord Sai who dwells in Parthi."
Your poem contains both beautiful and horrific images (like comets crashing into the sea).
It makes me wonder who this man in orange tunic with teased hair is to apparently have so much power over a bunch of old Indian men? Why am I not seeing any women? Young people? A very strange religious practice, if you ask me.
All of my Indian friends of Hindu, Christian and Zoroastrian heritage, have left their religion behind when they came to the United States.
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It makes me wonder who this man in orange tunic with teased hair is to apparently have so much power over a bunch of old Indian men? Why am I not seeing any women? Young people? A very strange religious practice, if you ask me.
All of my Indian friends of Hindu, Christian and Zoroastrian heritage, have left their religion behind when they came to the United States.
Ron