Capricorn

I have no idea, Father

Of what is best

And yet I would have

In that realisation

Your life flow through me

Anyway

It is not understanding I seek

In my deepest nature

But identification with you

Reshape this soul

Into any instrument

Moment by moment

That serves your will

There is nothing I can fashion

Capable of containing

Shiva’s ecstacy

And I would no longer be

A builder of forms to contain life

But rather Life itself

Graduate me, if that be your will

Lift me into that eternal dance

Leave nothing of me

That will not ignite

Flame up

Fire