the invisible world

•February 10, 2020 • Leave a Comment

the invisible world
is the world of qualities
a world that is full
poorna, the ancients said

i was there last evening
in the forest
it blessed my being

a rain of blessings
drenched my soul
cleansed it
of all its isolation
of all its distractions
of all its fear

there was only love
love for the beings of the forest
for the dogs
that come for food and affection
for the cat with the injured tail
for the birds that enliven our space
for the trees that continually bless us

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पूर्णमदः पूर्णमिदं पूर्णात पूर्णमुदच्च्यते
पूर्णस्य पूर्णमादाय पूर्णमेवा वशिष्यते

– बृहदारण्यक उपनिषद् 5.1.1

that is full, this is full
from fullness, fullness arises

when fullness leaves fullness
fullness alone remains

– brihadaranyaka upanishad 5.1.1

 

 

 

 

you and me

•January 27, 2020 • Leave a Comment

this light
that is not mine
and is not yours
yet
it illuminates you and me into being

in this light, you and i subsist
in this light, you and i will cease to be

when we love
this light is a blazing fire

when we hate
we dampen it
out of our narrow lives

in this light we are
in this light, death is

death
that singular fact of our lives

in this light
we are always being born
we are always dying
now
again
and again

we are fuel
to its fire
we are witness
to its blaze

this light
and you
and me

 

 

 

 

 

 

heaven

•January 24, 2020 • Leave a Comment

a surge of light
flies through the air
and from the gentle silence
a quiet love arises

where all rises, and all falls
where we are all connected
through the pulsating reality of life
that lies in our hearts

where every bit of us is loved
where all things reveal the face of truth

this is heaven
it is here
now

it is in your eyes
when you look at me

it is in my heart
when i think of you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the sun and the moon

•January 23, 2020 • 2 Comments

the sun explodes into us
the sun reaches out to the world

the moon, still and tranquil, calls out to us
and reminds us of our true home

the sun tells us of our destiny
a destiny of radiance and blessing

the moon calls us back
to who we were
before we were

they both are in our heart
they both are in our soul

together
they conceal
and reveal
the meaning of the universe
and of us

two birds that sit on one tree
one eats the fruit
and the other watches

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

journey to the moon

•January 20, 2020 • Leave a Comment

as it gets dark and the night settles
the moon calls out to us

our only light
that sphere of white, silvery light
looks at me

all my life, i looked at the moon
today, it looks back at me
and calls me home

come, my beloved
you and i
let us take the journey home

the ways of our universe
are not so by chance
they reveal to us
the mysteries of our being

light

stillness

silence

these lie in my heart
and in yours too

as the day gets over
and the night falls
the moon calls out to us

come, my beloved
let us journey to the moon
our home
our source

 

 

the call

•October 16, 2019 • Leave a Comment

there is an echo in the valley
the silent, moonlit landscape
stirs
a voice calls out
and haunts the land

and in the day
the hauntings of the night
the stirrings in the moonlight
the echoes of the valley
reverberate
behind the life under the sun

as if the sun were only hiding
a sphere of darkness
and invisible beings sat behind the blue sky
waiting for the silence of the night
so they may be heard

the waters of the lake
long for that silent ripple
which would remind them
of that ancient moment
when they came to be
when it all came to be

silence reigns
in the heart
in the world

these quiet whispers

•October 4, 2019 • 2 Comments

these quiet whispers
that rise from the heart
and reach the eyes

these whispers
speak to the stars
these whispers
are the universe
speaking to itself
resonating in its own being
loving itself

like a streak of red
over black
like a fiery comet
in the dark sky
like a ball of fire
in the centre of our world

these whispers
are movement in stillness
colour in darkness
solitude in noise

the silent universe
whispers eternally

the touch of a child
the gaze of a cat
the fire in the sky, at sunset

these all are whispers
of the universe
to itself

 

 
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