Thursday, 29 April 2010
Looking on, Looking within.
Never to come home.
Never to slip into the warmth
Unaffected, blissfully blithe, bold.
Never to loudly claim possession.
Or gleefully discard with shouts of laughter.
For I may be sure of You, and Me
Us, for sure!
But not the vagrant devil, Time.
How it plays, teases, promises
And then shatters.
Into the space of being-
Of the breath indrawn
Are the million shards of emptiness...
Sent out by time, to hurt into awareness-
The knowledge that I have grown out.
Out, of myself-
To have lost myself.
9 February, 2010
Sunday, 25 April 2010
A blade of grass
In the vast paddy field;
The vision within
I had of me.
One, just like tthe other-
Yet standing alone
No hope of grain
To weigh me down
The joyful burden of
Fruition, yet to be mine.
And yet, hope lingered
That I would meet worth
If not grain; why not?
A butterfly's tinsel touch?
Or yet again, a gentle whiff
Of a moonlit breeze.
To tingle, tantalize
Bringing promise of that
I had yearned for!
And when you came,
In the guise of a little
Looking, with your head
Cocked to one side
Quizzical gleam, through
The quiet knowledge reflected deep...
I knew, why I was made-
I knew, felt known, was touched
By your quiet simple knowledge
Why worry about whats and whys
I am me, the blade of grass
Like no other-
Meeting my destiny, the way I should
The way I would
When it unfolded.
Buoyed by a brisk breeze
I swayed, in thanks-
At the quaint brown sparrow...
12 April, 2010
Pic Courtesy - birdsofwestwood.com
Sunday, 18 April 2010
I am the rose's
soft blush, shining through dew drops-
your enchanted sprite!
18 April, 2010
soft/ blush/, shi/ning/ through/ dew/ drops-(7)
your/ en/chan/ted /sprite!(5)
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Sunday, 11 April 2010
Sleepy eyes slowly coming to wakefulness
Recognition slowly dawning on his face-
His lips quirk in a semblance of a smile-
And at a shot, he's out of bed,
toddling around in wondrous rapture.
His eyes are lit up by the streaking sunbeams
he tries to catch-
Vivid at the sight of the riot of colour
in the garden-
Tender when he sees a little bird or his
Little kitten purring at his feet.
His diamond eyes never lose their sparkle-
Because he's a sun child!
His peal of laughter rings around-
Its music to my ears:
His gurgle of laughter fills me with a
consuming sense of happiness and elation-
Because he's mine!
After watching the crimson-gold sun go down
with a curiousness that nothing can surpass,
he nestles close to me;
And with a satisfied sigh,
his eyelids shut, to capture within
The sun in his hands, and the stars
all his to play with;
To frolic with angels in Heaven;
To know every joy of nature.
The world's all his and so am I
For he's my Sun Child!
16 Jan. '81
Thursday, 1 April 2010
Spring has come again-
Wafting on the wind
Is that familiar ache-
Of loving and yearning...
That poignant hush
That brings with it a sweetness.
Hearts meet, hope and build
Nests, in the wildernesses of dreams!
Couched in the same certainty;
The security of togetherness-
Where, yet again, I and you
Meet and melt, into us...
into that circle of completeness...
29 March, 2010
For Devesh and Bindya, and all those in love :) May God keep your nest safe, warm, and loving always :)
Pic. Courtsey: http://www.collecto-mania.com/Circle%20of%20Love/486930.jpg