In India-Listen!

Life has no end and no beginning
It rolls in spirals with no meaning
She twists and turns in every fashion
She plays the game of fire and passion.
She wants to scream and sing out loud
"Why not?" she says, "it's all allowed."
She doesn't need to have a reason
For being gentle, fun, or weepy.
It is her strength. It is her wisdom
To be this free and this forgiving.
It's only those who have been sleeping
Who find her actions beyond reason.
Might serve them better when they, too,
Decide to jump and let themselves spew-
To drop the chains and the illusions
That life is to be packed in tiny spoonfuls.
She will not let you know herself
Until you come to her and from the core
                                                on bended knees
                                                with tears on your face
                                                gently
                                                softly
                                                sincerely
                                                in surrender.... beg.