restore rain to the desert

Without naming

Or defining the essence,

When you see things

The way they are,

You restore rain

To the desert -

You free yourself and

the world From deep pain.

every single beams of light

With all your pulse rate,

with every single beam of light

in your eyes -

make love to this moment.

Make love to your heart.

With no fear,

spend the last spoon of

aching sweetness

you have saved.

Then the dust flying

in the skies -

The waves riding the ocean

cannot make you sleepless
anymore. .

Die into this big love.

Let everything

you've known and gathered so far

Die into this big love.

Stay in this silent emptiness

with yourself.

You might find it

uncomfortable in

the beginning

because elegance

can challenge the mind,

The beauty of the moon

 makes the ego

very fearful. 

This where a true communion

with light can happen.

the initiator

Whatever I am doing,
The heart is the initiator
And don’t build a copy right
Law around it.
Nor do I expect any
Outcome Out of it.
Oh! child of fresh beginning!
Life’s sweet dance
Continues to tickle
My deepest core

polish the gold

Living in the monasteries
For thousand years
and meditating every day
Does not guarantee you
Freedom from suffering.
The question is
How willing and courageous
are you to move inside
and polish the gold
within you?

where we are all one,

If this journey

Does not take you

To a region where

We are all one,

Then it is only a dream

And you need to wake

Up now.

A ten thousand illusion

Is not worth half a glimpse

Into a  heart drenched

In love.

Your business

Anything can happen
And yet nothing can destroy
What is already here.
Don’t judge or control
Or accuse what wants to emerge
In this very instance.
That is not your business.
Your business is to
Jump into its depth
And kiss all of it.
All of it from bottomlessness
To toplessness.
Then something rips you wide
Open and your heart flowers.
Your silence becomes the
Ocean of sweet wine
And your words turn themselves
Into butterflies.

Drunk with life

wildly drunk

With life, I

left a gathering

Where everyone

Enjoyed talking about

The past.

a river flows

for no particular motive.

Be a river and forget

Result or reasons.

Forget the urge

To change anything.

Forget profit

Or deficit.

Return to NOW

AND  be here

A for a minute.

making a living

Don’t settle with making a living
Or paying bills.
Be the art of living and
the mystery of life itself.
Stay present when you
tie your shoes
or brush your teeth....
Your heart’s illumination
Can set the sky
On fire.

dissolving hugs

Last evening,

I almost stepped on

An empty, cold cocoon

Left by a butterfly

and paid deep homage.

It tells delicious stories

Of liberation.

Celebrate my friend,

Celebrate.

Any flowing towards yourself

Is a homecoming.

and forgive

Anything that makes  you forget

You’re breathing –

Anyone that Stands between you

And a fresh scent of the Sky.

Badly Wants your  dissolving hugs –

being alone

When you sit alone,
With yourself
Without fear,
Without any desire
And without wanting 
To be somewhere else ---
The heart grows vastly and deeply
and an immense space opens up,
vast enough to hold the sky.
So why are you afraid
Of being alone?

Earth-music

Poetry

Is a hidden song

In your breast,

A Warm laughter

On a thousand lips-

 Earth-music,

The whisper of

 the Moon

when you listen.

Our being here

Our being here

Is a rain falling from the sky of

Splendor into a warm

 mouth of the earth.

It needs nothing other than

Its own fullness.

Here, each drop curves

Itself into a love poetry

And every glass of  wine overflows

With endless ecstasy.

Let the autumn leaves

And the wind wrestle

Until they fall down together

And vanish into light,

into the dust of longing. 

Let this innocent lovemaking

Repeat itself a hundred times

A day!