Sunday 23 June 2013

THE RIPPLE

In the stillness of the silent waters



Someone drops a pebble



Neither in the water; nor in the pebble



Yet, here I am, rippling in bliss!



Existing now, and so sooner, never more!  



Transient yet real; caused now to cease later



Euphoric awareness, ready to vanish forever



Sparkling here and now, in this rippling bliss!









CROUCHING BY THE COFFIN

Gathered around the wreathed up coffin

Crouching wearily with aching hearts

What is it friend, you are crying for?

With life’s ups and downs; and a sudden abrupt end

Hasn’t all suffering too, finally ended!

A long tiresome capricious journey

Having finally ended with peace !

Yet, why is it friend, you still lament

Is it the despair of abandonment?

Is it the pain of separation from attachment?

Is it the hopelessness of an un-imaginable future?

Is it for the departed or the un-departed self ; you shed your heavy tears

Weeping and loathing; in self-pity; self doubt and self insecurity

Aren’t they all centred around the illusion of “self”?

In the concept of life and death; there is no permanent label

No label of self, life, or consciousness

As all things ebb and flow; so will your beloved!

And sooner or later you too will!

For in the flux of vanishing phenomena!

Blessed is every moment!  Blessed is every moment of life!

Blessed is every breath, including your very last! 

So listen, dear friend! Rejoice and wipe your pointless tears

Rejoice for the life of your Beloved

Rejoice for the moments you lived and loved

Rejoice too, for the final resting peace!







Sunday 2 June 2013

SLOW REALIZATION

Slowly and tardily; I’m learning


Learning to finally let go!


Bound to the wheel of transient phenomena


Spinning unconsciously in the web of life


Is it not natural to be carried away?


In the warm comfort of a good life


The pleasant pride of possession  


The anger of unmet expectation


And the pain of sudden dissipation


Can anyone be blamed for this piquant attachment?


But slowly; the murky water clears


And slowly, the transcendent truth appears


All things are dependent; and all things change


Clinging to a selected few; is the only root of pain


Difficult it may be, to accept and fathom; but yet wholly true


There is no real I, sitting behind my viewing eyes


There is no lingering me; nor a persistent mine


Oh! striving mind! Once you see this as the transcendent truth


The conceptual wall of self, crumbles; the mirage of self- made pain ends


And the fountain of love and compassion, overflows and transcends


Slowly and tardily; I now understand this truth


Slowly and tardily I fill my pot with this eternal love


Slowly I aim for the boundless compassion


Slowly may I even yearn for this ultimate bliss!   





MONSOON PROMISE

Pellucid rains drop finally falling!



Merciful monsoon clouds



Finally blessing the barren fields!  



Life resurrecting from an arid death!  


 
Now, wet and green; sprouting and crawling!  



As life renews it promise to the earth, this monsoon



How lucky am I to live on!  








SCATTERED PETALS

Scattered petals, suspended in midair  



 Listless eyes; masking smiles



As thoughts rummage through the darkened attic



Noisy memories lurk in the alleys of the past     



As Paleness spreads from a fading passion



Oh! How much I yearn for an un-beating heart!






BECLOUDED IN BLISS

Floating or flying not lucid to say



Dreams and illusions interplay



Crystal blue and ever clear skies



Placid hue of oceanic turquoise



Somewhere between; a beclouded existence?



Intangible; without form or feeling



Headless thoughts endlessly reeling



Conscious remnants still floating



Floating in the dream of Eternal bliss!












PLASTIC BAG ON THE LOOSE







The euphoria of existence!



 No feeler to feel; no done or doer!



The emptiness within, capturing the gentle breeze!



The swirl, the twirl, the letting go !



The rise, the lift, and the recurring fall !



Meandering, wandering and surrendering!  



A mere plastic bag on the loose!



Dancing humbly, to the tune of the musical breeze!  



Oh! How blissful is this beauty!



How blissful is this beauty of enlightenment!