The world is charged with the energy of cosmic dance.

         The moon dances to the tune of the earth, the earth

         to the sun; synergy, synthesis, rhythm and mirth.

Oh! the Satan, ready to unsettle and disturb the balance;

jubilant, hidden, coiled around the pedestal - a menace.

         Loosening of footholds, unearthing and the still birth!

         The stamp and stomp, the spin and toss and the death.

The ashen bodies and the contracting circumference.

 

O! the void reverberates with sweet cadence

and swing; the overarching nothingness, and formless

Lord; the entwined fingers and the deep trance,

the whirling hair and the hand raised in benediction to bless;

The primordial nature and the fireball in alliance;

Nataraja! creation, sustenance and destruction, all encompass!