Skip to main content

It's Pure night

It’s a pure night
Moon and his light
Painted on the stilled river’s canvas

Attention seated deep inside the infinite ocean
Whose depth I would never know
But that which always I yonder in ‘Awe’

Tapaswi’s in their penance
Have the set the stage of bliss
Where I do nothing and become part of everything

A moment stretched across two pauses
Train of silence interlude by nature and its emotion
Harmony of particles in being towards that one Yearning

It’s a Sky that was never reached
It’s a language that is thoughtless
It’s a wind that is void of any medium

If I need to speak of the unspoken
If I would paint the colours beyond perception
If Poems attempt to comprehend the ever incomprehensible

I say none
I paint dust
I am in lose to find one feather

Just I say
Just I surrender
Just I no more claim existence

I love you
My love lives in you
Discovering in itself the meaning and being of it

Comments

soorya said…
i loved it :)
1:28 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Harvest

Forever in gratitude at the Lotus Feet of the Great Mother! 🙏 For all the penance of all past lives, immense gifts have already been granted. All that this world could offer — many pleasures and a few many pains — have been bestowed and experienced. Moments of great pride and deep guilt did pass in trails... Now, I stand before a vast, wide field ready for harvest. I watch with awe, yet with self-doubt if I even deserve the sight. Not to bother Providence to orchestrate dramatic conflicts and resolutions anymore. What’s next in this journey? While the Gifts already granted continue to return in rich dividends... let the life's work begin. Let the harvest start, without waiting for help or companionship. The field stretches endlessly — the very vision wearies the eyes. Yet, a few sheaves gathered each day shall suffice... For this field, after all, is wrapped in an Ocean of loud silence, and the tool for harvest — is this body and its five senses. Oh dear Mother mercifu...
Post a Comment
Read more

Waves of pain & joy

How can I lose what I never had, never would have, and yet always have? If you are ever in me, I must keep finding your love within; Every pure emotion felt, the lap my eyes shall come to rest. If I was ever in you, keep finding my strength carry you. Every gentle care you offer, is the shoulder where your head rests, in the arms of my safe presence. Just stay… In my heart. As this poetry. I walk, adoring the Love - my means and the destination, towards  Our Divine Mother! This drop dissolves in the eternal ocean -  deeply serene, yet with waves that are both pain and joy.
Post a Comment
Read more

Who am I?

I am human. I am broken. I am bruised. Expectations break me. Guilt weakens my journey. I ruminate. I cry. I seek comfort. I seek company. I seek shoulders. I seek recourse. I want to rise again — not to repeat what broke me, not in blame that cannot heal me, not in denial, But in the acceptance of my faults. I master truth by facing it. I become light by recognising my shadow. I am human, but That is the 'myth'. I am meant to uncover and let manifest the shining light of Spirit within me. But then, who am I, truly? I am eternally joyful — Pure Spirit, absolutely detached. A fragment of cosmic dust, yet full of love. Every particle I touch glimmers with fragrance. Every particle that touches me becomes divine dust. I am a perpetual reality, born of Absolute Love! My Mother, Shri AdiShakti! My Father, Shri SadāShiva!!
Post a Comment
Read more