Oh Lord of Tandava Dance

the fire that Brahma lit
at the time of creation 
Oh Lord of Tandava Dance!

you surrect, doomsday-like,
to enact dissolution.

On blood-splattered clouds
riding you come
frightening yet merciful,
with terrifying entourage:
lightning banner, frightening roar.

A saxtillion suns exploding
blowing up the earth and heaven
every light putting out
plunging the whole world
in blinding darkness.

All must depart only to return.
Consummate,
become ripe,
fall and rise, wave upon wave.
Creation and dissolution
but a ceaseless round.
(Yayati)