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…
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.
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
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!
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.
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!
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..
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.
Zombie like living
Resurrect yourself today
One breath at a time
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….
rhythmandthedancer 