Friday, November 30, 2012

Stay close to your smile

Stay close to your smile.
Because the ocean felt your beauty so deeply,
She wanted to rise and kiss tender eyes of the full moon.
Stay close to your smile.

meeting obligations

Forget meeting obligations.
You are here to focus on
who you are right now.
Keep knocking on the door of love
Until it wakes up and engulfs
all of your being, until you become fluid
like fresh rain, flowing into all things and
all beings.

boundaries crash

when you sit with yourself, without any demands,
Just sitting and listening to your heart's music,
the boundaries around you crash tumbling down
because the mind pattern that has fabricated
those boundaries loses control and melts away

Thursday, November 29, 2012

your daily interactions

Let   your daily interactions and companionship
with life be direct, simple, honest and open
because that is your home, your heart where
you can be totally yourself, free and fearless.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Parting and meeting

We've heard songs and read poems 
on  parting and meeting,  
on death and birth, grief and joy
My dear friend -
I want you to speak to me
from a place where there is no
parting and meeting,
a place where death cannot touch
I want you to sing to me
from the place
 that can hold the oceans.

The urge


or to be owned, 
the ambition to make someone happy,
the desire to fit somewhere
or to cause more suffering 
evaporates when you know
who you really are.

Your miraculous strength

Your miraculous strength
is this: -
Your courage to recognize bliss
as yourself; -
Your willingness not to judge
 and your ability  to dissolve
into what is.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

When you look in the mirror

When you look in the mirror
Don’t focus  so much on your image or form.
Penetrate inside of you
and feel the one that keep singing
sweetly.

open your door

The one
Who awakens the skies,
The one
Who  moves the winds,
The one
Who lights up our face
Is here.
Please open your door.

Monday, November 26, 2012

when you believe in something

when you believe in something
you start to defend your point of view.
Then you wage war,
That is how the world wars  began.
they have claimed millions of lives already
 and they are  still claiming.

what is not real

Celebrate
the death of the ego!
The crumbling down of the
conditioned mind,
the falling away of
what is not real.

beyond belief

The reason
you are beautiful and alive beyond belief
 is because this immaculate force of life
keeps expanding and ripening and
expressing itself through you.

pure space

Love
is the recognition of pure space
into which one can dissolve
totally.

Friday, November 23, 2012

the flute in your hand

The flute
in your hand, my friend
plays with such a grace
and passion.
Because you've given it
your whole self.
You've given it your heart
and your music

original beauty

Your starvation and thirst becomes grandiose
when you believe you're separate from life,
when you believe you are not good enough.
If you move higher than thought
the smallest gaps between your breath
can hold half the sky along with countless galaxies.
When you stop worrying 
and soak yourself in love
your own heart contains the entire
universe throbbing with the original beauty.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Once

Once
You are deeply ripen
In the sun, opened
And bloomed,
It does not matter how
Doors and windows are tightly shut,
Your fragrance has the power
To penetrate anywhere and anything.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

bubbles and waves

 at the end of the day
All the bubbles and waves
will be gone.
The one
that is forever here,
The one
that is unborn and undying
is the tender wholeness
the ever sparkling
emerald ore is inside of you.

old messages

If you are feeling void and hollow,
Don’t be scared.
And don’t run to the store to fill the gap.
the beautiful one
Inside of you loves
cleaning your old messages.

return to grace

       when your stock market collapses,
when your bank account is empty,
when you are laid off from your work
and lose your house to the bank,
When you go through a divorce,
It is not the end of life.
It is the beginning.
It is a divine call to wake up and
return to grace.

Come to the party

In the field
 beyond the limits of thought,
Moons, galaxies and the entire family members
 are gathering for a dance tonight
Come to the party.

Please come home

If you can no longer
Afford being torn from beauty,
Come home my friend.
Please come home where
All things are wide awake
and alive,
Where everything blooms
 within Everything.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

lovinggoodness

Even if this is what I want,
I cannot stay away from you,
because your beauty continues
 to occupy my whole being,
Your deep sweetness keeps calling me.
Let the only song we want to sing today
be a lovinggoodness.

The beloved is here

the sky
wiped tensions from his eyes
and stood so close to me
so that I can touch his heart
 and feel him deeply
Everyday we see something
we have not noticed before.
Your responsibility for now
is to remain open, my dear friend
  and unagitated.
The beloved is here to pour
itself into you.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

what is inside

Your beauty is like this: -
When I carefully opened
And gazed what is inside you,
I moved into a deep silence
 and uttered no word
 ever since

root of attachment

Splendor
shatters her prison cell
and sings sweetly, facing the sun
When you drop the root of your attachment
and refuse  to pick up
another one again.

Monday, November 12, 2012

chains of time

True beauty is the one that
Dismantles the chains of time,
heals deep sores of separation
and erodes generational fears.
The sky feels its reflection on his face
 and starts frolicking like a child.

wild honey

You are a wild honey
carefully extracted from pure nectars
and the secret smiles of the full moon;
divinely caramelized
with a dense sunlight
Why do you, then,
crave for artificial sweeteners?

fallen leaves

This afternoon
I was walking on a bed of fallen leaves.
everywhere I stepped they make a sound.
very same sound as if coming from one heart
It was not a sound of being a victim of an event.
it is the voice of deep love, the voice of surrender.

You arer not what happens

You
are not what happens.
you are the ground where
all things happen.
You are not a thinker or a dreamer.
you are a playground where

 a thinker and a dreamer play.

what life wants you

Loving
is not thinking or doubting.
It is listening and
doing what life wants you
to do.

Death seems real

Death seems to many of us
Something very real and the word itself scares us to death.
because there is so much attachment
and obsession with the physical body.
Once we’re aware that we are not the body,
Once we are willing to recognize it and
understand it. Once we find the courage to experience it right,
when we're willing die before we die,
then death will dissolve in no time.

Like a great Persian rug

Like a great Persian rug
Everything is woven into everything else
My heart is intimately interlaced with yours,
And nothing is separate from anything.
If anything wants stands more brilliant,
more intelligent than others, it is
only the thought in the mind because
all are designed by the same kind hand
and flow from the ocean.

towards your heart

No matter
how far you ride on the highway of thought;
this cannot bring you any closer to yourself.
It only takes you far away into more traffic jam.
This is why, at the end of the day
you want ot choose to take the exit leading
towards your heart.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

The scent

The scent of this moment
is more fragrant than  hope.
Smell it and feel yourself.
It is closer to you than
your chest.
It is infact more powerful
than your thoughts.
Most of all, it is more healing
and nourishing
than any prescription you've ever
been given.

how the sun pours light

As a child
My parents, just like any other parents,
wanted to teach me the concept of ownership
and gave me a goat.  One day, when we were alone,
in the forest, I told the goat that I wanted to be her
friend instead. She did not believe her ears. She started to give me herself unconditionally
in the form of  endless supply of milk.  Now when I see how the sun pours light,
how the sky rains milk and sometimes fresh snow,  how we meet and  then
dissolve into  poetry…..
like the wind, this love awakens and moves through me.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Be still and listen

Sometimes the universe surprises you
With a great  joy or sorrow or even
 responsibility  because she knows
You can handle it.
Move inside and feel your core.
Breath.  Be still and listen
 with all your being.

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

everyone you meet is yourself

striving to make someone happy
 is a vanity.
The world has tried it for a million years
And it did not work
Because you are trying it from the place
Of otherness, from the field of fear
and separation.
Know yourself first and
Know happiness as yourself.
Then you will realize that everyone
You meet is yourself wearing
different clothes.


Monday, November 5, 2012

because

Because
abundance wants you
to be her dancing floor,
because light chooses you
to be her warehouse,
you evolve, deepen,
expand  and endlessly
 ripen.

when we are empty

Love
Is not  in doing someone a favor
Or paying back for the kindness
We’ve received.
It is the wisdom of waking up
In the morning and remembering
Who you essentially are.
It is recognizing within us
 the ever-pouring music
The heart sings when we are empty
 and free.

Friday, November 2, 2012

Turning the sky ablaze

The reason you are here is not to lock yourself up in the closet.
You’re here to shine brightly and  the closet is not a good place to hide
Because it too small  and too stifling for you. If you are a burning candle
sitting  inside a tightly closed canister, you don’t make sense to me at all
because I know you can choose to be the sun
Turning the sky ablaze.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Fire-winged falcons

You are
Fire-winged falcons,
sky-gliding,
ever-flowing, free spirits
Pretending to be humans
 in bondage.

Every single thread

Every single thread in your body
conspires to dispense what is not needed
and reverse poison into a sweet friend.
what a wizardry!
My dear friend,
What your heart is capable of doing,
Who can ever imagine!