Looking for your light,
I went out:
it was like the sudden dawn
of a million million suns,
a ganglion of lightnings
for my wonder.
O Lord of Caves,
if you are light,
there can be no metaphor.
–Allama Prabhu
12th century son of Karnataka, cartographer of nadis, bard of Shiva, and poet of the mystical zero
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