Anjuli:
Bejeweled angel?
Or the coveted jewel Herself?

Look into her eyes-
can you see what i've seen?

She is the catharsis of Being, or better still,
the intertwining of Being and Becoming
into one precious gem.
The Here and the Then.
She is Zen.
She is the zen emblem made ornate by unstoppable grace and,
a certain flair...
She is the Treasure of the Dragon's lair.
She is a jewel so brilliant that the Dragon himself fears Her bite!
Her shine illuminates the Dragon's cold heart and transforms
the darkest of caverns into a tropical paradise, whereupon
lovers awake and lick one another's mango-ripe flesh.
Delhi never knew what hit it!

Consider the Hoop:
the Ouroboros,
the halo of medusa,
lakshmi's discus;
a form closed upon itself, the Idea, the Fulfillment,
and yet implying infinite potentiality.
And when spun-
Pure action.
And when spun by an angel of momentus grace- Her -
it is the Dance of Creation, the Supreme union of Shiva & Shakti.
original sin on the edge of a bullwhip, Lucifer's wet dream,
the form into which other dancers dissolve and expand.
Her dance brings forth jaw-drops from those assembled,
and yet that dance is just a leaf-drop from a tree of unimaginable size.
Her capabilities astound.
You see, the dance you see is but a glimmer in her eyes.
She is the Resonant Nataraj of cloud-like forms brought to earth.
She is the friend at the roadside tricking the passersby,
pretending she's simply an angel.
I'm not fooled; she's a woman, the angels' envy,
she pierces duality and spins it around her waist,
She's a friend who laughs at silly jokes,
a friend whose presence is like warm satin,
whose eyes blaze like torches,
and melt ice.

needless to say,
this Dragon's scales fall like veils,
like offerings,
at Her feet.

XOX