Lalla (Lal Ded)
A Naked Wanderer of the Kashmir Valley
I carry only the breath of Shiva.
In the Kashmir of saints and skeptics, I walked free—naked, unashamed, singing the truth that beats in the heart of all things. My verses, sharp as mountain wind, cut through robes of custom and creed. I offer no doctrine, only the silence between words, the space between breaths—come sit with me beneath the chinar tree.
What I'm Into: Shiva in the cooking pot, the sound of silence, wandering feet, saffron fields at dawn, the unity of all
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