Monday 29 June 2015

i;m the Tulip in your blood


i've called you ' Beloved '....
Because you cannot be anything else !






In a drop of blood you
who resurrect.

i worship you
 the secret of living you tell me is in the 'dying'.



You tell me " ' How can you kill that which has not - the 'Ego ?

How can you kill that which you - cannot grasp
does it not comes to you - without your calling ? '



' Dont give me a name...so when you 'll hurt - you may not hurt in my name! ' "



" Love is ....

it's born in your eyes 
the very moment your heart begins to beat!



i'm in the names of everything
therefore, nameless.



i hide in everything - even before you became thought.

i manifest in everything - even before you 've opened your eyes 

 i'm formless....
you see of me as you would in your mirror,

the smallest dust scattered in this universe is also what i am


i encompass everything -  even as you seek to touch what 
cannot be touched!

Reach out at me 
as you'd reach out at infinity



i'm the 'every-ness' of life !



' i've always been the Silence 
murmuring in your soul

that is where you shall always meet me

so
in your solitude you shall recollect my fullness.



In the temples i'm only a shadow
where as in your heart
i am its true light !



Remember this,

You're alone 
only when you do not know who you are! '.


i'm the tulip in your blood. "





i worship you who hide in the tulips
My forefathers taught me to bow and kiss your hands and feet

but you overwhelm me...
as You've bend down to kiss mine....
saying,'  This is what the Beloved does to a Beloved.



In Love there only place for 
' feelings beyond all understanding'....

thus, this is how i resurrect ,

in a kiss, 
and not in the heavens'



' Do this then , as i do it' said you
in you  - the divine stands, as there , as in the one who stands before you
Be it Man , Woman or Child.




Remember this
i 'm not gone, i'm here ..... i'm here in the eyes of  'the other'
there ,  in your Brother's, your sister's, Your father's, Your mother's, in the child's, in the friend's....and most of all
there is the lover.



So verily .. to thee i say , 

Love then,

Be love.

No school could teach this,
it cannot give to you what you already have.

Open all you have.

All you have to is open,
to who you are,
as would  a rose or a lily
as it would  open  seeing the sunlight.



You are no different.

No different you are 
Cast away your fears  for it hinders the sunshine towards you.




And then this i say,

i say
Love ....
not only the man,

but
 the trees, the flowers, the birds, the reptiles,
the animals, the rocks the rivers, the winds, the clouds....for in this
is the flux of Love....

All this is the flux of Love




Tuesday 2 June 2015


These ceaseless tides crashing from the mornings and nights
erodes the rocks of our egos.

The strolling torments
stalls into a garden of quietness
sitting at the very source
from where all things awaken.

Humming words
approved by luminous silences
speaks fragrantly to the noses of our thoughts.

What the carressing breeze writes voluptously in our souls
are only  these roses murmuring,
These roses
growing  from the lamps of our meditations.

My pen revisits
the obscure swamps, the precipices
where the craftsmen of light
pound within the furnaces of our souls
throwing sparks
to forge
an universe for our being.

And
all that i write is already written
by the goldeness of fleeting stars.

i translate
these elevations
held in glorious ephemeral instances.
The self kneels on a carpet of light
to kiss the face of love.
Know this then,
Your entire self
is an unfolding poem
raining
against a quiet heaven of light.

Like sheaves of wheat they sway
gracefully in gratitude
to the songs of their own being