Journey to the eternity

We are lovers of mountains and streams In beauty, we imitate and scatter the seeds Beauty of the soul makes the soil fertile  Purity begets beauty, In purity, we seek! We are wonderers of nature & Her plans Limited we know, either Her or our self Few seeds sprout, of many, choice or chance; Know not, whether all those that sprouts, yet grow? We bind not, with the expectations. We wield not, pangs of attachments. We wean not, weary of bigotry or hate. We let the creepers grow, but not to cripple us! We learnt we are not perfect, not sincere; We wasted many words, instead of practice; We look at Mother Nature, in awe for help; In love, she gives life & death, choices eternal!

It's said this life is so temporal, What comes, goes is normal; Some say, live it to the fullest, Others, let go life is short; Alas, they say for they don't know yet What life is, what ought be an experience! In a still pane, with many lifeful rivers; While an ever moving river, an unmoving frame! When but life is part of journey; That's both the ocean, drop & beyond! Our life is immeasurably complete,  An eternally joyful treasure! We feel the beloved & say in humility: My life has been a dream touched by your eternity; Keep me aloof, withered or complete & encompassing!  I have known the meaning of what words cannot describe,  We are a drop in the Ocean! To become the ocean in a drop!

Oh Sister, a precious gift Divine Emerald Blue sky in reflection God gave thine, for me to behold Chastity of purpose, Purity in vision! Oh Sister, a precious gift Divine Of Blood comes and goes Of matter, that is ‘spirit’ remains Relationship, love bedecked jewel! Oh Sister, a precious gift Divine Thousand births I spread waved In all, thee supported thread woven at Hand, for hearts bonded in eternity! Oh Sister, a precious gift Divine these times not so pleasant World has forgotten values Messed in purpose, lost clueless! Oh Sister, a precious gift Divine May I protect thee from hawks May I protect thee from your fallings Weapons chiselled in thy love’s Chastity ! Oh Sister, a precious gift Divine For the promise in Eternal Almighty Thee behold my voice, in Prayer Together we see, God’s paradise on Earth!  |Circa 2014|

My friend told me, "You seem crazy when you speak! If you want to appear nice, better don't speak!" And went on, further, "You must not only be quiet, but should write!" I pondered the paradox of expression and its means. Does beauty of the Self seek words, or praise, or even recognition? Or would it find approval just by being itself, here in the heart? While the world mostly sleeps through a dark night, a secret wakes up the soul, with deep spirit in sight; In the silent darkness, the soul sees neither its faults nor others'. Music pauses, crossing the distance between the notes — the lower one awaits the Higher one's grace; When emptied of all noise, the low and the high become One! In oneness, when words have gone naught, the music begins. Oh friend, what can I write then? Would the beauty of the Self be denied, because others can no more see or hear? Come, let me share the secret: My treasures have been found in you, for yours in mine. B...

Dried off my inspiration,  I seek thee for help,  The favour that pours, is not  worth the cup I hold. Enlarge me my heart, To behold Thee, Thine. This moment and ever; Shadows gone forever!

You stay far away,  yet feel so near; In my solitude, a friend  who finds me!

Such a rhythm & balance, Mother Nature is Herself; Setting of the mighty Sun, Settling into dusky mellow; From genesis to revelation,  Such a perfection, joy poised; No hurry, no pomp, but  So a very pleasant show! Let my hearts be so full,  Never dull even a moment; A perfection evolving in itself, A painted canvas in every frame; Monsoon laden graceful clouds, Pour unfettered, the heavenly Love; Ever drenching, the Mother Earth, A revelation of Genesis, Joy abound!