Upasana,

The day before you posted this, as I drove South on Interstate 93 through multi-colored New England Autumn foliage, I said aloud to no one, "Nature dies in celebration, like Shiva Dancing."

It's remarkable in that a couple decades have passed without thought of The Deva.

I set down some lines for a poem and put them away.

The next morning I log into Medium and: Good morning, "Shiva Consciousness"!

The poem is now an essay.

I'll publish it within 24 hours.

I'll mention you.

Keep it going...

-WYNN