So much weight,
On your shoulders
On your back.
Hunched over
Broken down
Beaten by your own mind.
For the love of God
For the love of life,
For it can only be for love.
Hang on by that nail
Or that thread,
But mostly, by each breath.
So generously delivered
Without request
Without any demands.
Let yourself receive
This love supreme,
That will never be understood, only felt.
For no matter
Any circumstance,
It is loyal
It is faithful
Just to you
Until the very end.
Historical representation
The return of a light force
Joy and comfort rejoiced
Reality check
Light is omnipresent
Even in the darkest of times
Not only does it dance
At the break of dawn
In the twinkle of stars
But in the hurl of waves
In the flicker of eyes
And roar of laughter
I came as light
Much like a blow torch
Universally charged
The force, the light
Burns, sustains
Every breath, every day
My casing ages
Disintegrates
As my light remains constant
The day will come
When it’s work for me is done
Then silently it moves on
Cherishing this light
Without which
I am mere dust
Befriending
Understanding
Appreciating
My light
It chose me
It is me
Being happy
In my light
Celebrate my Diwali
He’s gone
A lifetime of 83 years
One last breath
And he’s gone
Absence
Silence
Reminders
And then the pain
With no time to absorb
No time to feel
Only the processes, the needs
Of affairs to be resolved
Dictating an attention
Refusing
Postponing
The grief
And now with only space
And a sudden influx of time
Comes the pain, the tears
For he really is gone
The universe has conspired
Conspired for your existence
Not against you but for you
The coming together of time
The alignment of elements
Molecules, atoms,
Wind, air, dirt
Yes it has all conspired
That you may be here
That you may feel, see, think, love
Do you feel your existence
The rhythm in which you sway
Can you connect to your source
Can you find the wavelength
Where the eternal sits within you
Be still, be quiet
And the space will find you, hold you
Ironically coined is ‘mind-ful-ness’
As we know only too well
How to continuously over think
And invariably this leads to confusion
Doubt
And ultimately is limiting, crippling
Perhaps we need to be
More of ‘heart-ful-ness’
And less of mind
Heartfulness brings
Fruition to feelings
Of empathy, friendship, trust
Naturally bringing forth
Kindness, love, compassion
Unity and oneness
Which then allows a joyful contentment
A happy gratefulness
An ultimate peacefulness
Such a short distance
From heart to mind
Yet at times they seem as if a million miles apart
Sometimes we even confuse
One for the other
Do you know the difference in their voices?
One will say you must do this or that
The other will say nothing
Letting you feel your way there
Perhaps there are no right or wrongs
But be assured
When you listen to your heart
The answers will be waiting
And your peace and sanity
Have the chance to be restored
Rave of the age
Is to have ‘self care’
Put yourself first
Take care of you
And all can be well!
How?
Carve out time for you
Take a walk
Take a bath
Read a book
Do what speaks to you!
Yes notes of sarcasm
From the queen of self care
As all we are doing is running
Running from the negatives
Awkward situations
Stresses of life
The inescapables
And so the so called problems
Accompany you everywhere!
It’s the noise between the ears
The constant chatter
Clatter of thoughts
Fueling the emotions
Of anger, fear, jealousy and doubt
These you carry
Never abandon
To these thieves
We open the doors of our mind and heart
They counsel you
Convince you
Tell you your worth
Then they raid and rob you
Leaving you soulless
In despair, with frustration and anxiety
But there’s a larger vault
Deep, much deeper within
Which when opened
Releases a power
Gentle and expansive
Second to none
No matter where you stand
You can smile with understanding
Laugh with joy
And feel vibrantly alive
To recognize this gift
Lifts a veil
And the thieves then must scamper
From the generosity of the Giver
Comes these teachings of a lifetime
What a fortune to listen
To absorb
To feel, to understand
Just a little each and every day
Five seas
Seven continents
Countless countries
And seven billion faces
Of all the possibilities
You and I meet!
Short acquaintances
Long friendships
Pleasant affairs
Awkward collisions
Personal or political
Social or historical
The issues are many
And repeated generationally
Attracting and repelling
Sometimes reoccurring
Encounters test and teach
But are we ready for the learning
For the snapshot
Of our existence
What will we gain
What legacy will be changed
Whether we live
Loud and large
Or quiet and small
One thing is for sure
As we came
We shall leave
So as we meet
Let’s share a seed
The seed of kindness
With a listening ear
A supportive hand
And a wish for good stewardship
Hence, may we deserve to live
Upon this ‘pale blue dot’
And on exiting
Leave it the same if not a speck better
For some,
I am a representation
Of their enamor with another.
This stagnant air
Pungent with pride
Obstinacy and malice!
Leaves no room to breathe.
The weave so thick
With every cause, every claim
Each voice just another noise.
No surprise there are no winners.
Acute pain or oblivion
Victim or perpetrator,
The weight so heavy, why bother to change!
Just surrender to your place in the chain.
Yet each day there’s a new dawn
Chance to shed the snake skin, leave behind yesterday.
Make the clean break
With a breath of fresh air.
Walk, even run away from the clatter,
But don’t turn that blind eye!
Summon the strength from within
With each in and exhale.
Rotating in our spaces
We may not know each other,
We may not even see each other.
But we are linked by times past and present.
Each one of our acts count.
From a hand in community work
To recycling plastic bottles
Or a simple smile and story shared.
Denying our obvious commonalities is ignorance accepted!
As this one world is home to all.
And even more basic
Is how we breathe,
The same air
In the same way.
So together,
Lets make
And take,
A breath of fresh air.
Flow of flutes
Beat of drums
Glide of strings
Instruments played
Notes to melodies
Melodies to harmonies
Moving towards me
Ears not only
But my pores
Hear the feeling
Of ancient times
With divine perseverance
We blend
Boundary lost
Vibrating as one
Am I the music?
Is the music in me?
In this space
Unquestioned freedom
Peace
Gently resides
Inviting me
In
Held
Rested
P’haps even saved
Bringing
Flow, rhythm
Resonance
To my being
Being alive
Being here
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