The Eternal Union

Where the soul seeks stillness and the heart longs for motion,
there exists the eternal embrace of Shiva and Shakti.

He meditates, untouched by time.
She moves, shaping destiny itself.
Yet neither exists without the other.

Every silence holds a sacred meaning,
every storm carries a purpose of its own.
In his matted locks, the rage of the cosmos swirls,
yet when she touches them, they soften into stillness.

A dance of fire and tranquility,
a blend of the fierce and the serene—
the divine union of feminine power and masculine strength.

For even the calmest river needs a storm to awaken,
and even the wildest fire finds solace in the rain.

And in their union lies the secret of healing—
to embrace the fire within, yet rest in the stillness of the soul.
To know that every wound carries wisdom,
and every breaking moment is a step toward wholeness.

For true healing is not the absence of pain,
but the harmony of chaos and calm,
of shadow and light,
of Shiva and Shakti within us all.

Shakti needs Shiva, and Shiva needs Shakti—
together, they are creation, destruction, and rebirth.