Divine Orgasm Poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar

There is the river there is the sacred river
Flowing from heaven, powerful flow ever
Mighty cosmic Shiva in Sahasrara,
if not stands He
Force destructive, eroding, flows She
smashing mountain range of ego, valley of vanities
through planes where human pride grow...

The sacred water of Ganga (call by any name) ,
Her flow Channeled by mighty
Vishnu down the plane
through Ida and Pingala
into heart of meditating master Juhnu,
saint, sage the seer's every vein
allowing into nerves to see
Bhagiratha's devotion go not in Vain..

The flow of mighty river, the ever flowing river
Not seen by men with thick skull, busy small brain
reaches the Muladhara, the Ganapathi,
Lord of intelligence and illusions,
Guarding of Parvathi's secrets..
By hiding many powers from Jivas (organisms)
Shiva even stopped at the door,
then what to say about any others?

The serpent power, the God's negative faces
Satan, Iblis all are faces of this tremendous form
The sleeping Kundilini, sleeping serpent awakened
Purified by Sacred flow, losing Satanic intents,
raise through the tree of Eden, the Sushumna
Once made divine Eve feel like real woman
And made Adam feel like real man,
Crave for union and orgasm
But not them selves divine souls
brought ignorance made selfish,
forgetting SELF
The river is there it will be there, always there
unless in us Bhagiratha raise and pray
Holy Ganga never flow throw Nadis
Shiva (Purusha) far away from Parvathi (Prukriti)
there in the divine Union, divine and grand orgasam
for which every soul crave from eon,
lift face at heaven not Knowing in brain the heaven is...