Wednesday, October 30, 2013

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.

Saturday, October 19, 2013

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 –

Friday, October 18, 2013

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!