Shining in the moonlight of samsara
Beaming with the smile of happiness!
Pleasant is the full
moon of today!
But agog friend; beware thou, of the fickle moon
Waxing and waning and ever changing
Let not thy happiness hang by it !
Sunday, 14 July 2013
BLANK PAPER
The chain saw rumbles
The mighty forest tumbles
Life and livelihoods
Now white with silence
Untold stories left blank
Even as I write on it!
OPEN WINDOW
The little window is open; and the cool breeze rushes in
The sunshine is warm and soothing; my happy mind is free
Another day now passes; just as the years have rolled by!
In the garden below, people come and go; as the fragrance of
the blossoms fill the air
Seasons change and my house weathers
Happy with sitting by the stillness of my window; my silent
life flows!
FICKLE MIND
Oh! How warm and comforting
is the morning sun
Especially when you are well fed and sitting by the coolness
of the shade!
Oh! How beautiful and
soothing this is!
But, wasn't
it just yesterday; lost and thirsty, scorched
and bruised
I was grumbling at
the heartless heat pouring out?
Yet today! I remember
not my words with shame
Tell me dear mind! Ever-changing and ever-self serving
How much more fickle can you get!!!
BEARDED BOY
Knives and magnets
Lollipops and
cartoons
A little boy hidden by the beard
Still wanting to play?
LONESOME RAILROAD
Lonesome railroad on the mountain pass!
Never meeting! Yet
never to part
Running for miles together
As sturdy sleepers, keep them apart
Rusting around in the sun and rain
Forced to climb, even this arduous terrain
A lifeless existence half buried in ballast
All for the sake of the passing train!
SIP OF TEA
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From cup to lip, to complete awareness
Hot and steaming!
Keeping awake, keeping away
Torpor, hate and ill will
Essence of the hills distilled
Into Adenosined vigil
Golden, green and even milky
Oh! How blissful, is
each mindful sip!
SUNDAY SALVATION
Rushing on a Sunday morning
Flaunting and flashing; Wealth and well being
Cursing the passersby for coming in your way
Angry about being late
And anxious about missing the sermon
Driving recklessly, even as you hear the church bells ring
Tell me dear friend!
What salvation are you rushing for?
Mindlessly rushing for just another Sunday service
Pompously kneeling; mechanically praying
Asking for token forgiveness, for your willful sins
Yet proudly clinging to the vices of greed hate and delusion
Tell me dear friend!
How long after the merry service, does the feeling of guilt free goodness last?
For, beyond the confines of, space, time and the pulpit
Unrestricted by institution, or constitution
Beyond the tainted glass of ideas and belief
There lies the infinite world of truth and understanding
And, once you kneel in earnest prayer, and shed your tainted coat of identity
You too friend, Will understand! You too friend will see!
God is love, and compassion is his only son
And the whole creation his holy spirit
Salvation is here and heaven is now
And selflessness is the only path
Even as the church bells ring on another Sunday morning!
Here and now! Forever rings the eternal bell of salvation!
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