Sunday, April 29, 2012

immaculate heart

the world 
is preoccupied
with birth and death,
buying and  selling and bargaining over prices.
Somewhere in the middle of these,
the flute of
 immaculate heart
is playing.
The one who has  clear
ears,
Please listen.

heartsong

This sounds paradoxical
but it is not.
when you find the courage
to turn yourself from somebody
into  purely nobody,
You are not demoting yourself.
instead you are moving into the regions
of  your sublime heartsong.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

distant external point

Life
When seen from a  distant
external point
Appears to be full of challenges
And a mountain of  unanswered questions.
When we jump deep inside ourselves
And know who we really are;
She becomes a cozy blanket during
the night
And a comfy wardrobe
during the day.


Friday, April 27, 2012

meeting new friends

it feels great,
even beautiful
meeting new friends
and getting to know
each other everyday.
But miracle happens
when we meet everyone honestly
as ourselves, without  fears, protocols,
masks and diplomatic handshakes.

needs repeating

Beloved:
Holding your hands
gazing at your eyes
kissing your lips
needs repeating.
like mantra, like painting
like psalm, like rosary
making love to you
needs repeating.
Falling and rising
in love with you
needs repeating
a million times.

a million fast-sleepers

I cannot stop tasting honey with a fiery tongue
I cannot stop singing about love
I cannot stop praising beauty
even if there are a million fast-sleepers
in the next door.
The sun does not plan
she rises and then transforms herself
into a sweet bread and milk.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

if your eyes are not open

If you are not a deep listener
and if your eyes are not open
you don't know how abundant you are.
It is like this:
You go to a shopping mall and buy a diamond.
You bring it home and when you open your
safe, you have exactly the same diamond already
and your own forgetfulness surprises
one more time.

drank on passion

Just like other days,
the morning is so sublime, so drunk on passion
my daughter busy chasing bunnies in the yard and wanting
to skip her school.
The suns are soft and wild and kind
and they are everywhere and I cannot  name or count them.
when you reach for the sky and touch his lips
he starts bursting into a thousand of songs
 we have not heard before.

what is the use?

If you've been to
a thousand holy places,
if you live in
a castle by a sparkling lake,
If you have
a gorgeous body,
If you drive Mercedes-Benz,
If you own the entire galaxy
And yet
if you cannot feel light inside them
If you cannot feel love inside them
If you cannot feel peace inside them
What is the use?

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

emerald crystal

More than ever before
A master has a work to do now: -
Not to give you something you lack,
Not to promise you an island
But help you pick up a hoe
And dig into your own earth
and see yourself
an emerald crystal sitting
Deep in your being.

accumulating sorrow

If you are someone who gets up in the morning and finds faults with everything and everyone you come in contact with, you are accumulating sorrow and despair. This also means you are multiplying your misery and contributing more suffering to the world.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

all the false identity

When you look at a friend
Look at what is real;
Not what a resume says.
Let your eyes  be  a sharp  knife
That rips through all the false identity
And touches the core.

if you want to practice love

Long before you were a lover
you were love
and love has the power to turn
everything into itself
even the minds that make nukes.

all beings are closely enmeshed, my friend.
like neurons in our body.
Like quilt in the blanket.
So, if you want to practice love
look deeply where your feet fall
so that you won't hurt someone
smaller or more vulnerable
than you.

Friday, April 20, 2012

find your sanity

for several months now, my beloved friend,
you've been lost in your daily rounds.
you cannot hear a bird singing on your rooftop.
you cannot see a flower blooming on your sidewalk.
Your lips have forgotten how to smile.
I know one day you will reclaim your sanity
and enter your heart.
Until then I want to sit by you,
tickle you and watch your entire body
dissolving into laughter.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

I keep orbiting

Beloved:
Your elegance is such that
I cannot describe with these words.
All my life I wanted to be like you
But ever since you became a delicious soup,
I turned myself into a bowl so that I can hold
you inside me.
Days depart and nights return
 but my eyes refuse to sleep
because they are filled with you.
Now I keep orbiting and whirling around
until I feel dizzy and fall
into your arms.

Your suffering

Forgive those
who caused your suffering
and start loving them totally.
Then look outside
or look inside
or look around.
and look everywhere.
Your pain dissolves.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

You've now come to the shore

You've
now come
to the shore
with such humility
and courage and hope.
But what is it
that stops you
dear one,
from tearing off
your clothes
and diving
into the ocean's
greatest mystery?

If you've forgotten how to walk

If you've already forgotten
how to walk,
don't blame the ground.
Don't blame the body.
Stay in this moment
and the earth will rise,
scoop you up, wrap you
in her heart and swing around
gently.
Live everything behind you
and Surrender to this song.

The gate

For want of security
you might want to close
all the gates in the entire world.
Please don't close the gate
Through which light comes
looking for you.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

lover's wardrobe

Lovers' wardrobe also known a
 a wild laughter
is being given away.
I know this can start firework
in your body and
intoxication in your heart.
All it costs is
your courage to be here
and dissolve completely.
Please come,
wear it.

Transformation

As you were growing up
Your parents might have advised you
to follow the path of light,
to follow the sun. That is if you're lucky.
Now you are on your own
and it is absolutly necessary
to transform yourself
into light itself, into the sun
itself.

Friday, April 13, 2012

Declaration

If you feel
Where you are now
Is not where you really
Wanna be,
Then declare to the universe
You are ready for change.
Declare to the universe
You are ready for fresh wings.

holy illumination

The moment you befriend
the light within you
everywhere you look becomes
holy illumination
because within you the conference of galaxies
are blazing and chanting the word light
and you will see the legion of astronomers
scrambling their way into your heart.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Trying hard

If you are trying hard to quit addiction of any sort, don’t try it any more. Trying only makes it stay around longer. Just take some deep knowing breathes. Be fully aware that it is there. A burglar breaks into your house because he knows that you are away from home or you’re deep asleep.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

like the moon

Simplicity begins with
simply being yourself
Simply being natural
like the moon that does not look away
The moon that gives all the smile
in her eyes.

As soon as their radiance hits us

Some beings bewilder us
more than we can even imagine.
As soon as their radiance hits us,
we find ourselves colliding and then
melting into each other completely
only to wake up in God's room
naked, wild and half drunk.
You are such a friend dear one.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

that is the reason you are here

Unlike any other times in the past
The world has needed some serenity,
some wild, deep fragrance,
a little bit of sweetness
and the smile that bursts
like a fresh spring.
That is the reason
you are here
beloved friend.

Monday, April 9, 2012

walking toward emptiness

together
let's walk
toward love,
toward emptiness.

together
let's turn
to the Immediate
presence,
to the sun,
to what Is here.
Let this be the song
we sing today.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

in my breath

Just because
You and I live in different regions
of the planet, the mind thinks we are separate.
Reason says we cannot touch each other.
Look how the soil holds the vegetation
On her moist, tender laps.
That’s how I hold you
In my breath, dear one.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

be still first

be still first
and look at the things around you
that are still.
All of them are pointing to your inner light or inner seed
that never changes with your fame
or your failure. That is who you
are, my friend.
That is who you are.

bound by deadlines

Many of us are often bound by deadlines and wonder how we can possibly meet them. It helps to remember that life constantly surges into the ocean of now where there is no deadline. Listen to the music of life around you and feel them completely. Everything is testifying for you. Every thing is shouting "you are beautiful! You are alive because you are here!" Listen. The elegant, ever-vibrant farm inside you says, "I can feed the entire world. Why are you starving?" The shrine within you whispers, don't go far away my friend. Here, there are ten million candles burning for you endlessly. There are countless roses bursting open every time you are awake. So there is no deadline to meet. You meet life itself and become one with it.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

love is the only medicine

almost on regular basis
you pepper yourself with questions, a thousand questions
on daily-nightly basis, a thousand doubts,
a thousand fear, a thousand worries.
Yet love is the only answer
love is the only medicine
and love is within you.
and love is you.

Be here

Be here
Totally, my friend.
Be here totally
and print love
on everything you see.
Be here totally
And print peace
on everything you see.

blooming of the inner dimension

Growth and expansion has nothing to do with size.
It is not about form either.
It is the ;
The deepening of the space between your breath.
If you can fully accept what is,
without censorship or editing,
If you can love without expectation or judgment,
This is happening to you too.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

the nectar of love

They say ;
In the land of the blind
the one-eyed man is
a king.
 
For me
the king is the one
Who can see beauty;
who can pierce  deep into the mask
and touch the nectar of love.
 

a tree trunk

A tree trunk is cut from the root and split
into two. One part becomes a building material and
the other part goes into fire to warm the house.
Beloved friend:
Your strength and beauty is not measured
in how you can defend the storm or
run away from it.
It is how you gracefully glide through it.

--

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Your lights are on

I can see you
dear one, I can see you,
even in the thinkness of  darkness
I can see you
because your lights are on.
If you cannot see them, it might be
just because you are not awake
 or you are not here.
So who turned your lights on
if it is not you?
This is a secret we
cannot know always.
But  we know  now,  my friend,
your lights are on.
How beautiful you're with your
lights on!