Pour

How can I pour the ocean
of praise into a thimble?
The lifespan of Shiva
just a breath in your eternity.
Earth spins on the spine
of your stillness.
Planets circle their stars because
your darkness is awake,
our galaxy your dripping bowl.
Give us this day our daily milk.
For you are El Shaddai,
Lord of Breasts.
Overflowing is your nature.
We drank from you
before we were created.
Trillions of minds floating like dust
in the golden beam of your gaze,
silently, so silently.
When you close your eyes,
there is wholeness.
When you open them, we dance.