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his poem was penned when Bhava Spandana was
raging like a full-throated scream.

Rudra (The Roarer)

With the first Roar
Galaxies fell out of your
Void. Here we scream
to throw out all that
checks and chokes us.

In a Roar you created
the limitless Creation of yours
In a Roar, we wish to destroy
the listless creation of ours.

Hoping our roars will resonate
with your mighty Roar of Creation.

Tear we did the chords of Sound
Open we did the doors of the Profound.

May every wimpy sound we
make be in tune with your Roar.

Love & Grace,