Shiva, When Parvati wanted to marry you, She ate wet leaves and then dry leaves. Then she ate air with no water. She won your love by waiting. Nobody knows how long she waited. I long for one of your million devotees, he who loved me first, he who I lost because of my Karma, he who I may have been cursed to lose. What should my Tapasya be, if I want to win back his love? Bhakti Poem. #bhakti #poetry #shiva #mahashivratri #lettertogod #god #poetess #love