Autumn

 Grim and gold, 

Autumn, many are the reasons i m in love with thee. 

Your face,  i hold it in my teardrop. 

My heart 's book

fills with phrases

of your colourful goodbyes.

Long nights will follow, cold winds will gather.

Like a hungry sparrow, i ll feed on the wisdom crumbs in your hand.

i m dying today, there's no question of tommorow. 

The tree of Life stands still 

My roots,  knows...

You and winter, spingtime and summer 

are the fingers 

of the same fearless  hand.

 One day i fell from the brink of my mind, The abyss of conflicts vanished, at the very moment i understood that there was nothing to improve upon, no inner voyage, no above , no below, no steep, no narrow, nothing to climb or surpass...i was beening conned by my own conditioning, i didnt seek to escape from it....God and Lucifer were the two walls inbetween i was running. They put me  in to the enclousure...to get in there and follow the corridor, i thought i had some glimses, some hopes,  one day i would arrive somewhere, where the blissful was the ultimate reward,etc. And i ran in circles without realisation that it all ended. Awareness were my two feet and wings. I flew out of that enclosure. And nothing would take me back there,...how sweetly it was put" . spiritual' ' enlightement'. ' freedom'....i have lost all vocabularies....when fear has vanished, nothing holds you back...Freedom, then, isnt a word found in a bunch of poems,  Freedom was me, i m my poem.a wordless poems vibrant and alive.

 Honoured i too am...to find this spontaneous  connection with you , To resonate with you ...your hands taking mine, leading above the mountains where human understanding discloses its splendour. Never thought, that the gate i would walk into, opened in such a breathtaking celestial wilderness.

 Whoever you are....you leave me spellbound, something trembles and quivers each time i look at you. The ripples of thousand moons drips from those eyes and lips. So awesome you are...longings awakes from all over, and the sky isnt big enough to hold all of it....How else can i feel looking at you....so awesome you are.

 In your light my emptiness illumines.enlargening to contain you, your flawlessness.. What else to do if not to rest upon the meadows of your words and sink into its peace... i lay on my back, looking skywards, watching birds  fleeting clouds floating ,mist shifting in your face. And inbetween the silences...your presence tugs my sleeves. Happiness dances through the drumbeats of haunting mystic notes when  ' our nature ' embraces the natural order of things. In between you and me no walls fell, No walls were there. The words in your mouth becomes Freedom in mine.What else can be called a kiss.To be kissed thus....is only a river of endless sweetness. The nectar is the blood of your soul. The nectar is in the blood of your soul.