Trinetra

Dancing with devils for that celestial genre,
skilled at skulls and glittering pyre.. the
Weeder with the weed walked the horizon. The slayer of that smirky arrow thrower, holding the lava with a balanced stare..The mystic sits in trance with the world within..The trident the serpent and bovine guarding him..
The sacred syllable reverberating , the holy water rejuvenating..
Duality diving in to that fiery pool of cinders and slag..
Staunch ,serene and oblivious to any fora..
Wielding thunderbolts in a glance sat

The Great Trinetra.