To the dying Buddha-- the disciple asked
what is enlightenment
And the Buddha sighed....
Hush,
....Have'nt i walked with you... sat with you,... ate with you, ...laughed with you...
sang with you.
My time is up and i m leaving, and all you find is a stupid question to ask.
Drop it , brother, please drop it.
take my hand , just sit here besides
and see me through.
§§§§§
Pssst
Someone came as darkness fell
and Golgotha wept like never before.....
What happened,
how did you get up there . All these idiots around your cross nailed you at 33.
2000 Years later
this someone came again, saw you there in the midst of the meadow
found you
Has anything changed...2000 years?
have they understood what you've said??
They are around your crosses more than ever
your crosses brought and sold everyday
and i can't tell you what the turnover is like
but i sure can tell you they 've made you the Boss
of the richest empire on earth.
§§§§
La ilaha illallah
Mohamed, verses came to you in the moonlight,
You fasted
the food you ate was'nt food
you wanted light that lit all the lights
The water you drank was'nt water
You wanted the source that quenched all thirst.
Then, you could sweeten,
sweeten the heart of Humanity with the sweetest thing than any human
could dream of
You found it, You gave it.
-- the door to paradise
-- the keys to the oasis of God.
Now Look...
look brother, what these butcher's make of Islam.
soiling your verses with blood and hatred,
blindening, those who look at your moonlight.
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Om namo namah
Narayana. Pranamam Brahma.
Har hara Mahadeva.
The Advaitha mantra never leaves out lips.
We wash
wé drink
we purify
We purify everything but out hearts.
With all the gangas and yamunas
We wash and we wash.
Life long we wash..till we wash our dead.
Wé float out lamps but our darkness
Never left us.
Where is your Gangotri Oh Shiva.
14 years or 40,000
Hey Ram, how long will you have To stay in exile.
Wednesday 24 August 2016
To the Passers of light
what is enlightenment
And the Buddha sighed....
Hush,
....Have'nt i walked with you... sat with you,... ate with you, ...laughed with you...
sang with you.
My time is up and i m leaving, and all you find is a stupid question to ask.
Drop it , brother, please drop it.
take my hand , just sit here besides
and see me through.
§§§§§
Pssst
Someone came as darkness fell
and Golgotha wept like never before.....
What happened,
how did you get up there . All these idiots around your cross nailed you at 33.
2000 Years later
this someone came again, saw you there in the midst of the meadow
found you
Has anything changed...2000 years?
have they understood what you've said??
They are around your crosses more than ever
your crosses brought and sold everyday
and i can't tell you what the turnover is like
but i sure can tell you they 've made you the Boss
of the richest empire on earth.
§§§§
La ilaha illallah
Mohamed, verses came to you in the moonlight,
You fasted
the food you ate was'nt food
you wanted light that lit all the lights
The water you drank was'nt water
You wanted the source that quenched all thirst.
Then, you could sweeten,
sweeten the heart of Humanity with the sweetest thing than any human
could dream of
You found it, You gave it.
-- the door to paradise
-- the keys to the oasis of God.
Now Look...
look brother, what these butcher's make of Islam.
soiling your verses with blood and hatred,
blindening, those who look at your moonlight.
You're not telling me what i must do
Whatever we do we are doing together
each chewing our mouthful of bread
and laughing
The happiness of this world is this simple
in which we've conquered
the light in the sky
and the beauty of this earth
the moon upon the waters
becoming
at once the part and whole of one, single, rejoicing
Listener, listen
what i've to say is'nt important
this silence here - is important
Silence is'nt talkative thats what they say
or else why would it be silence.
yet i know, when it talks, its a pit-pat , pit-pat, pit-pat..
it could be that rain thats raining....
it could be a wet leaf nodding....
it could be anything at anytime....
And i 'll tell you this is'nt logic
that's how it is.
Ah this silence
40 days in the desert Christ was listening
Alone , under a bodhi tree Buddha was listening
looking at the moonlight Mohamed was listening...
they all were listening silently to silence.
We 're here to be listeners - listening to Silence
Sadness could be turned inside out
Happiness could be turned upside down.
so listen....
Find out how prayerful it is
how many times i've seen it transfigure this world
You and with everything in it
from the speck of dust to the tall mountains
i've learnt so much from your words
but much more from the awe in your silences
Every elevation that elevate
every word that elevate
elevating even beyond the knowledge of that word
elevates from silence
elavates from its sacredness
Gaze into it as much as you listen
like you'd do before a dawn
and let it fall into your ears
delivering the deepest secrets of this world.
ah this silence
listen
how God pours into you when silence pours into you
Silence is not bankrupt, its full of words
so different than in the books
you're emotional alphabets have been writing
so deeply , so deeply inside you all the time.
this silence here - is important
Silence is'nt talkative thats what they say
or else why would it be silence.
yet i know, when it talks, its a pit-pat , pit-pat, pit-pat..
it could be that rain thats raining....
it could be a wet leaf nodding....
it could be anything at anytime....
And i 'll tell you this is'nt logic
that's how it is.
Ah this silence
40 days in the desert Christ was listening
Alone , under a bodhi tree Buddha was listening
looking at the moonlight Mohamed was listening...
they all were listening silently to silence.
We 're here to be listeners - listening to Silence
Sadness could be turned inside out
Happiness could be turned upside down.
so listen....
Find out how prayerful it is
how many times i've seen it transfigure this world
You and with everything in it
from the speck of dust to the tall mountains
i've learnt so much from your words
but much more from the awe in your silences
Every elevation that elevate
every word that elevate
elevating even beyond the knowledge of that word
elevates from silence
elavates from its sacredness
Gaze into it as much as you listen
like you'd do before a dawn
and let it fall into your ears
delivering the deepest secrets of this world.
ah this silence
listen
how God pours into you when silence pours into you
Silence is not bankrupt, its full of words
so different than in the books
you're emotional alphabets have been writing
so deeply , so deeply inside you all the time.
Friday 19 August 2016
Listen, it's raining
i'm in the midst of nothingness
And, it takes so little to make things beautiful
Where i m is where i should be
to feel what i feel
So pleasant is the universe
This thrill, this joy given so freely to you
To you or anyone of you who would like to come out in the rain
Wet your faces and laugh
And in that laughter find out who you are.
Laugh till you are free
Each time it rains
You will laugh
Your insides will laugh
You have at last learnt to laugh with the Sky
This is what you are born for
For timeless laughter.
i'm in the midst of nothingness
And, it takes so little to make things beautiful
Where i m is where i should be
to feel what i feel
So pleasant is the universe
This thrill, this joy given so freely to you
To you or anyone of you who would like to come out in the rain
Wet your faces and laugh
And in that laughter find out who you are.
Laugh till you are free
Each time it rains
You will laugh
Your insides will laugh
You have at last learnt to laugh with the Sky
This is what you are born for
For timeless laughter.
Wednesday 17 August 2016
An open door --yes, i could be
Not quite open, not quite closed
Half closed to the world
Half opened to you
If you ever come in
Come in as a petal of a cherry flower
as the first word on a branch of its tree
so awesome
so full of presence
Not uttering a single sound
Yet so much being said.
Come like a note in the midst of
the forest
Awakening it with a slow delicate swipe on the violoncello of your soul.
Come like a tender streak of light
that transforms Solitude into
Something extraordinarily beautiful.
Come
Come see me as how i am
so i could love you so deeply
So in my eyes you could witness the light of your own eyes.
Not quite open, not quite closed
Half closed to the world
Half opened to you
If you ever come in
Come in as a petal of a cherry flower
as the first word on a branch of its tree
so awesome
so full of presence
Not uttering a single sound
Yet so much being said.
Come like a note in the midst of
the forest
Awakening it with a slow delicate swipe on the violoncello of your soul.
Come like a tender streak of light
that transforms Solitude into
Something extraordinarily beautiful.
Come
Come see me as how i am
so i could love you so deeply
So in my eyes you could witness the light of your own eyes.
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