DRUNK ON THE WINE OF THE BELOVED

LOVE sometimes whisks one into wild madness,
She whirls feelings around without the sadness,
Into a frenzy of frantic adoration,
For God, to whom we offer mind's oblation.

Love will dance in an abandonned trance,
An exhillarating adolescent prance,
She finds no bounds to the bliss of love,
Fired by devotion sent down from above.

Get drunk in the taste of ecstatic wine,
That pours from the lips of Mother Divine,
Abandon thought and making fine points,
Lord Shiva's dance should loosen one's joints.

Alive as Self, God dwells deeply at heart,
There He directs destiny, firm to impart
The auspicious birth of Self Realisation,
Final Freedom, Moksha, and Joyful Liberation!