Inseparable souls
Rhythmical in touch and sound
Harmony for life
Close your eyes..
Close your eyes…
Colors beyond the spectrum
Hues composed of love
Sparkle yet softened
Engulfing yet inviting
A beauty unparalleled
Not visual but felt
Alluring yet freeing
Enamoring yet calming
This colorful beauty
The picture of a living haven
Visible in clear sight
Yet needing no eyes
Swipe Right
Opposing forces
Distorted reality
Graceful surrender
Artwork by Tejal Patel
Letting go…..
Hiding from the inevitable
Avoiding the breakdown
Denying the process
Come I say, come!
Full force and break me
Fill me with your pain
Drown me, then wash with you
Away the momentary anguish
Leave me cleaned and empty
My choice to feel the void
My blessing to fill with love
My clarity to know the truth
What’s truly mine
I can never lose
Yet given freely and abundantly replenish
This is the story of love
Never to be lost
Only to be gained
Wellspring eternal
Even for the mortal
Mesh, merge and mingle
Into every moment, everyday
Let transient slip and slide
And love shine and be forever bright
Glorious Company
Vast fields of plenty
Golden grains and grass
Yield and tilled
Harvested and recycled
Sideline bushery
Playfully sway
Adding mischief and contour
Bringing laughter and glee
All encompassed
As mothering Sun
Shines to illuminate
Both the way and life
What simplistic harmony
With delicate balance
Nurtures and fulfills
A full array of qualities
Rest and absorb
The bountiful beauty
The inherent peace
And recognize your glorious company
Diamond
Fragmented and splintered
Chiseled then polished
Raw yet cultured
Precious and undefeated
You are the diamond
Angularly brilliant
Independently worthy
Throughout the solitary fight
Sought for by the greedy
Hampered by mediocrity
Cajoled to conform
Yet still to stand alone
Wipe off the tarnish
Revere your elements
Withstand the pressures
Gleam from your core
For the Love of Words…
A a beautiful expression from my adopted brother this Rakshabandan season…
The power of a few heartfelt words surpasses all differences and distances, crosses all cultures and curtailments and enables embracement and acceptance…
Tiny grains of sand
Tiny grains of sand
Compress and surface
As a string of pearls
Singular droplets of moisture
Merge and form
The great oceans
Flimsy wisps of cloud
Float and rise
As the comforting sky
Each and every breath
Shallow or deep
Opportunities encompassing existence
Such grandeur!
Pearls, oceans, the sky
Even existence.
All nothing without
The minutiae
Grains, droplets, wisps
And every little breath.
What is it that we see?
What is it that we acknowledge?
The whole?
Or it’s parts?
What are we?
Mankind
Nations
Communities
Or individuals?
How kindly we are made!
How kindly we are acknowledged!
Each with a face
Never duplicated
Each with a beat
Rhythm unique
Each allowed
Opportunity unparalleled!
Have you seen
The part you are?
Own your chance
Claim your gift
Live your turn
No strings attached
This is your time!
Perfectly Imperfect
Born from the vision of perfection
Bestowed assets for growth
Granted divinely devised protectors
With little awareness
Of the inner perfected treasure
The search for purpose begins
Through play
Learning and toil
The misleading snowballs
Acquisitions and merges
For relations, materials and knowledge
Take precedence over simple truths
Further and further
‘Til the connection so weak
‘Knowing’ is replaced with mere ‘belief’
Yet is not the pain of imperfection
That drives to satiate the thirst for perfection
That which leads back to perfection?
With the roll and rumble
The discontent and stumbles
The empty shell seeks a refuge
In the silence and once alone
With the most real of sounds
The One true friend comes to light
So long as there’s motion
The stir to find, and most of all
The open heart
The magnetic connection of the perfect and imperfect
Draw together, seeking each other
As after all, that was
The intended perfect play!
Divine Prayer
With each beat of your heart
Feel the swell
Let your eyes smart
And fill the well
The pound of gratitude
Can be soundless
As the torrent of tears
Can be boundless
Your heart maybe buried
Covered and cosseted
But your eyes will shine
The divine sublime
A prayer from the heart
So thankful and tender
Even with closed eyes
The message could not be clearer
Photo: Marta Voodica Closek
Ordinary to Extraordinary
From child to adult
Tantrums and triumphs
Explorations to exhibitions
Delving in books
Exploring the possibilities
Discovering the unbelievable
Dreams being planted
Passions evoked
Worthiness unquestionable
Trials and tribulations
Successes and successors
All necessary forces
Failure or conquest
Lessons are learnt
Purpose evolving
Formation of character
Revelation of spirit
Eruption of heart
From moment to moment
Feeling the essence
Learning the jive
No goal to reach
Prize is constant
With unlocking of now
If ever ordinary
Can go to extraordinary
This is how!!
In your honor Roshan, pleasure to witness your becoming!
All Born Kings
Attire of regales
Naturally adorned
Yet what mighty weight
Held on sturdy shoulders
Looking ahead
With so much to protect
Head held high
Yet still humbled
With virtue of heart
Comes the clearest glory
Daily battles
Some won, some lost
Need no army
Wage no war
Crowned by birth
Dispute unworthy
Mother Nature’s King
Know you reign supreme!
Synchronous Joy
Big thankyou to Zerocreativity at https://zerocreativity0.wordpress.com/
for creating the challenge to write poetry to amazing photography and then publishing an online flip book..
Here is my page and below is a link to the flip book..
https://zerocreativity0.wordpress.com/2016/07/08/photo-poetry-nature/
I Take Thee Not For granted…
I take thee not for granted
Even when I know
You are in my every waking
And sleeping moment
Silent and still
I take thee not for granted
Even when you stand beside me
With or without
The sun
Casting a shadow
I take thee not for granted
Even though you are in the newest bud
To bud
And the oldest star
To twinkle
I take thee not for granted
Yet now I am reassured
Everyday brings new horizons
Where my fears are laid to rest
And my delights rise to fruition
I take thee not for granted
As in every pain and hardship
I have the strength of a smile
And the warmth of your wisdom
As what comes can only pass
And now I know, you only stray
As far as I, myself, let you go.
So sleep and wake I do
In that grateful remembrance,
That I am never ever alone!
Droplets
Delicate droplets
Dance and prance, bringing awe
Divine beauty’s play
Audio-Human Time
Todays post is a reading of Human Time, written by Atul Ranchod… Amazing piece that captured my attention and won a semifinalist position in a national poetry contest.
Thank you, Atul, for granting me the privilege of making this recording…
Enjoy Atul’s writings at https://topofthewater.me/
The backing music credit goes to John Adorney. http://www.johnadorney.com/
Natural Dichotomies
Given such luster,
From the very edge
To the inner core,
Bright zealous zest
To subtle softness,
Dichotomy pure.
Such floral
Beauties, accepted
In awe.
Why then
Do I, fight
My diversities galore?
Maker the same
From me to
My eden of flora.
That the highest
Seal, then let me
Too accept
This changing form
And turbulent times.
Staying true
As the flower to its
Fragrance, I to
My Divine.
Audio-The Eternals
Take a listen to the preface of The Eternals, new book by Richard Ankers….
A great read which enticed me to record this introduction, thank you for indulging me Richard..
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Audio-Night’s Eloquence
Enjoy the audio recording of poetry by Amitav Chowdhury. Thank you for indulging me in the reading, Amitav.
https://amitavchowdhury.wordpress.com/2016/06/16/nights-eloquence/
Audio-Hope
Reading of ‘Hope’ written by Dipak Patel. Thank you dear for always joining me in my quests!!
Audio-Mothering Goddess
Hunger
Slow churn
Twist and turn
Rumble and roll
Then deeper still
Growl and groan
What kind of hunger
Speaks this way
Gnawing and nibbling
Never at bay
And incessantly stays
No food can satiate
No destination can appease
No feeling can deflate
No intelligence can defeat
So I return within
Claiming my peace
As all attentions
Gather in one place
Here it is
The fountain of All
Pouring and cascading
Just waiting to be found
Questions and answers
All merge into one
What magic then
If scaled somewhat larger
That all our hungers
Our questions, our answers
All too reside, right here together
On this here planet
We can call home…
Aging
Unarguably
Spirit vibrantly shines bright
Youthfulness no loss
Maimed
Hurt with cuts and bruises,
I don’t doubt
Ointment and balm
You’d bring.
Chapped lips
And matted hair,
Bathe and comfort
You would plead.
If I’m really
To be seen,
Not matter my exterior
Love me for my interior.
Cast away the images
Prim, proper and pretty;
Embrace my essence
And let me claim my presence.
No dry eyes…As we let them fly
To my pumpkin…as she finds her wings..
love mom❤️😘
Double-Oh-Seven
Thank you Emily for a great write on my favorite hero.. Had to repost and share with my friends….. If you don’t know Emily check out her blog she can writes about, well everything, you will be sure to find something to blow your socks off!!
Man of mystery, steal my heart away in movie dreams
you lurk in the secret rooms with open windows wide
under rooftops you scale giving chase, or escape
maybe a train top through tunnels with gun in hand
Taking clandestine orders from M, weapons from Q,
you follow your own rules and pursue them to the T,
flying jets, airplanes, boats, luxury race cars of speed
no one can catch you, and if they do,
they’ll be sorry they did…
You are a force of nature, a man of serious stature
a super trained human, with a wicked sense of humor
you like it shaken not stirred, and a Girl on the side
a late night casino, Russians see you and hide
Villains will tempt you, trap you and torment
but every time you outsmart them with your brilliant
brain, one that always sees a way out, a way in
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Blooming
Parenting the kid
Protect, provide, nurture, love
Then watch the blooming
Curveball
Curveballs!
Offsets the course
Upsets the routine
Messes up the plan
What a nuisance!
Life is no smooth sail!
We can all attest to that.
But are not the trials
Opportunities to find your strengths?
Life is not without mistakes!
We have all made a few
But are not the errors
Avenues of resilience and growth?
Life is not without loss!
We have all shed a tear or two.
But are not past fortunes
Relics we hold dear?
Perhaps the curveballs
Are misconstrued.
Perhaps the curveball
Is to set the track straight
Perhaps we lost our way
And needed a pointer
Perhaps we became complacent
And required a jolt!
Before you judge the throw
Set your cap
Shuffle the dirt
And get ready to bat!
Remember you’re in the game
The play is on
And you made the team
Now let’s play……’life’!
Wounds
Punches and slashes
Blood fleshy wounds
Obviously seen
Thankfully curable
Such is the open wound
Yet deeply seated
And quietly throbbing
Constantly pulsating
Aching in the darkness
Are the hidden wounds
The injured and all
Know of the fleshy wound
Horror and dismay
Sympathies abundant
So unfair and opposite
As the more painful invisible wound
Is known to none
Sometimes not even the victim
Buried below
All the layers that hide
Dormant and dangerous
Brewing to erupt
No healing possible
‘Til painfully peeled
Layer off layer
To expose and feel
Excruciating and voluntary
Only the brave can attempt
No infantry can protect
And lonesome is the quest
Not knowing the magnitude
No knowing of balms
Unbearable to share
So left alone in despair
The gloom so dark
The weight so heavy
What recourse is left
Than to crumble and fall
Yet the urge to survive
With the need to thrive
Any reprieve from within
Begins the mighty climb
So open those wounds
And scream and fight
‘Worthy am I’
‘Survivor am l’
Acknowledge the wound
Dissect the making
Denounce the pain
Throw off the shackles
Freed from the vice grip
Having conquered the trials
Release your greatness
And rise in your flight
Mothering Goddess
Serene so the onlooker is quieted
Pure so any darkness dare not come near,
Majestic so the captivated desire to follow suit
Nurturing so love unfolds in a glance..
If the search is true
Then the message is clear,
Close the eyes
And sit still in time,
Become one with your presence
And within,
You will find your present…
Hope
Written by someone who never ceases to amaze me… my baby brother, Dipak Patel.
Some call it positive thinking
Other consider it an attitude
What is that feeling of hope
How does it churn our very insides.
Some call it blind expectation
Others consider it denial of facts
Why is it essential to life
When does it come into its own
Some say without it we’re doomed
Others feel like dieing when it is lost
Where does it truly reside
Who holds the answers about hope
Could hope be that driving force
To fuel our endeavors
As it lifts our souls
As easily as it can pop our balloon
Hope is not blind but a vision
A picture of the possible
Let hope be the colors on your palette
The medium of your painting heart
Hope is at the foundation of you
What you hope has the highest chance
Never lose that lantern of hope
Let it guide you, defend you and above all…
Allow hope into your life with every breath.
True Home
Whisper words of love
Radiate the glow of gratitude
Therein lies the gift
Inherent is the proof
Both have been awakened
Consciously you accept
Step and cultivate understanding
Immerse and cloak with appreciation
Wearing your true face
Glide with ease and grace
Like bees to nectar
Like the homeward bound soldier
Your radar is now set
As home and paradise both
No longer just name nor mystery…
Mirror
“Mirror mirror
On the wall
Who’s the fairest of them all…’
In the gentle trickle
Of a near dry stream,
The placid presence
Of the lotus within a murky abode
In the reflected elegance
Of the back staged moon,
The beaming presence
Of the glowing sun
Whether full force
And stage-front,
Or almost neglected
Along the sidelines
What I know
Is I am here,
Right now
And in this moment
Daring to look around
All are reflections
Of the omnipresent
And of me
Whatever the perception,
Wherever the appearance,
Both choice and acceptance
The unlocking keys
Unlock to your vision
Release your wisdom
Merge with the oneness
You know is real
Some mirrors are of glass
Some of smoke,
The ones that matter
Reflect to you your true self!
Each Day
Opening your heart
Accepting the newest day
Immerse in your gift
Priceless
The mother;
That knows her child’s palate
So her child’s eyes always gleam
And hunger is stirred
Even before the first bite.
The father;
That watches dote-fully
And nudges forward
Yet stands always
As the safety net.
The lover,
That throws the wink
The unexpected kiss
Ignites all primal thirsts
And satiates in participatory manner.
The Divine,
Delivers the life force
Delicately as breath.
Stays closer than close
So that you are never alone.
All impossible to beat
And priceless in nature.
Love and Care
There are gorging valleys and canyons
Deep and mysterious oceans
Dark and ancient caves.
There are birds colored in rainbow spectrums,
Reptiles textured and patterned like kaleidoscopes,
People no two identical in phenotype or personality.
How grand the distinguishing features!
How many the infinite variables!
How abundant the opportunity for awe!
How fortunate to be
Not only an integral part of the composition,
But to be positioned to enjoy
This incredible stage.
How then to capture this living breathing theatre?
How to experience this today and preserve for tomorrow?
How to leave but a footprint to show
Acknowledgement and not destruction?
It’s to appreciate!
Appreciate this magnificent
Artistic creation,
And it’s Curator of kindness.
It’s to learn to love and care.
As the source of all creation
Is but love and care.
The effort for sustaining anything valued
Is to love and care.
The power to thrive and flourish
Is best from love and care.
To dance on this stage
Sit in the seats
Watch the show
And even befriend
And acknowledge the Producer
Now this is the gift
Of the ultimate
Love and caretaker!
Drops…
Dew drops
Pearl drops
Tear drops
From the eyes of the skies
From the eyes of the seas
From the eyes of your heart
Dew drops
Morning moisture
Caught and seated to quench
Pearl drops
Sand grains
Captured and moulded to beautify
Tear drops
Tender emotions
Released and trickle to express
Drop by drop
A little humility
A little understanding
A little gratitude
Acknowledge these drops
And watch in wonder
Your very own
Quenching
Your very own
Beautification
Your very own
Expression
As all come to life..
Reflections
As the butterfly you see all her alluring flutters
Yet wait awhile
As the wings are folded to rest
And she stills herself
You’ll then recognize the earlier colors
The flutters performed
Were reflections and windows
Of her inner hues and moves
In her secret place within
She finds her lover of loves
She floats in the clearest of air
She breathes in the perfume of heaven
Surfacing
How can she not
But simply shine and glow
Ooze compassion and love
Want to sing glory and praise
Of her One that showed the way.
Easter
Zombie like living
Resurrect yourself today
One breath at a time
True Nature
The puppy on the heels of the child
The flower up turned to the sun
The thunderous run of every river to the sea
The closing of your eyes to go within…
All of nature works with but one rule
To defy not its true course and character.
When nature remains unbroken
Beauty prevails and
Peace is resounding.
When we want to feel love
There needs to be no instruction for where to turn,
When we need to go home
There needs to be no signpost.
Are you true to your nature?
True to your one rule?
Do you know what it is?
It is to be in your joy
Surround yourself with those that fuel this,
It is to turn to warmth and love
And away from fire and anguish,
It is to feel love in and around you
It is to recognize your home within….
In a time when complexity is revered
Such simplicity is dismissed.
Oh how far have we strayed from our true nature?
If the guise of each label
The weight of each role,
If the barrier from each layer
Is all acknowledged as it is,
Temporary and void of ownership
Then yes, return we may
Back to our true nature
One of joy, love and peace….
To bloom or not to bloom
Standing side by side
Under same blue sky
Same warm sun
Same rooting dirt
One of luster
Other barren of life,
One beautifully adorned
One striped naked.
Waking day by day
Under the same blue sky
The same warm sun
The same rooting breath
Do I ooze life
Do I effervesce with essence,
Or do I drag myself around
Do I need reviving!
Given freely
This air to breath
The sun to warm
These nutrient to feed
What tips the balance
Each and every day
From vibrant and victorious
To defeated and discouraged
So fine the division
So refined the disguise,
Most times the only one to know
Is me and myself
Is it challenge
Is it gift
To make the choice
To pick the way
Each day renewed
Beautifully granted
Until the end
Until the curtain draws
Opening my heart
I see my blue skies
I feel my radiant sun
I know my granted blessings
With the view to accept
The aptitude for gratitude
The budding begins
The bloom inevitable
Mesmerized…
Mesmerized by touch
Or gaze, shedding pearl drop tears
As inner heart melts
Patterns, Habits and Choices
One sky
Same night
Different images
One man
Same deed
Different appreciations
One life
Same opportunities
Different perspectives
Do you see dusk’s beauty or darkness lurking?
Do you see man’s strength or is he overbearing?
Do you see life’s gifts or its shortcomings?
The answers are inherent in ‘choice’
Choice is dictated by patterns
Patterns are created by habits
Habits are formed over time
Time is of the essence
Cultivate your desired habits
Formulate your pattern
Stand by your active choice
Look for the signposts
The landmarks have been laid
The bricks may not all be yellow
But the path is clear
Open up to beauty and kindness
And appreciation will become a habit
Watch your perspective form a pattern
And your choice becomes full of life!
Oceans
Foaming forward fast
Relentless force like no other
Repeatedly fresh
No Reign for Confusion
So easy to fall
Into the pit of quicksand.
So quickly blown
Into the cortex of whirlwind.
So it is that this very mind
Sinks to depths
And flusters in circles.
One minute
Slim of thought
So tranquil is life,
Next an uproar
As confusion brings strife.
Acting almighty
As if in control
When all the while
Breaking loose as turmoil.
One breath in
One breath out
Diminishes quicksand
To a playful sandbox.
One breath in
One breath out
The gusty wind
Is but a calm breeze.
Hand in hand
Heart and mind
Which will lead?
Which will follow?
With ears turned in
Answers are heard
Equilibrium sounds
And home is found.
Yet not from the song of the heart
Nor the buzz of the mind
But a silence supreme
Where peace is sublime.
Eighteen Today
No mother could be prouder
Of the infant to child
The teenager to adult
That you have become
With obvious insecurities
To seasoned confidences
From fears and trepidations
To successes and conquests
With molding and shaping
Your character blooming
Showing love and kindness
To joy and gratitude
Always respectful
Quietly inquisitive
Always striving
Wanting knowing of more
For simply just who you are
I hope you’ll carry
My love always close
To nurture and comfort
For no matter the year
No matter the decade
You’ll always be mine
And I’ll always yours
Journey in Life
traveling alone
yet together , walk the path
accept, love, cherish
Romanced by the Sun
On a wintery fogged morning
Watching from behind
A thick blanket
Of heavy moist cloud
Allowed to be glimpsed
As the layers thin
You are a striking slither
Streaking across my sky
At first a most pure shine
Knowing your brilliance
You tease as a mystery
Charmingly cloaked
With the rise of the morning
You show your presence
Gingerly touching
Glistening dew drops
You banish the chill
Enticing activity
Drawing me forth
Into the day
At the height of noon
You are strong and kind
Grand and bold
Forcing me to acknowledge
My day is a disaster
If I do not see you
If I do not feel you
If I do not connect
Dusk begins to arrive
I am drunk in adoration
Your rich colors displayed
Never the same
Beginning your departure
Your embrace still fresh
Warmth subsides
But your power remains
As each winter night shortens
Your greet me each morning
Just a little earlier
Staying each day just a little longer
Every day, every year
You tease me so
You capture me so
And so it is
I am romanced by the sun!
