Prayer from the Pillar

My Lion Lord,

I am here,

in this dark dream,

lost and overwhelmed

in a cloudy corner of Your realm;

down ~

beyond the Viraja river

on an expanse of water,

in a cluster of bubbles

exhaled from Your breath,

 further down ~

behind the seven coverings

caused by the false ego,

way down ~ 

within a drop of many drops,

dripped from Your pores

so far down ~

on one of the billion spheres

floating in space,

down here ~

entrapped in fears,

in a form of bleak desires

reduced to a dimmed sparkle

caught between the pliers of the mind,

an infinitesimal dot of existence,

where my soul cries

barely audible,

like words shouted in water.

I am here,

a fossil in a pillar

of million of lifetimes

please break it open with your claws

take me up

to sit on your lap

from where

 I can fearlessly look
  down

at the remains

of this stony heart.