WEB OF CONNECTIONS

One man’s joy will make everyone happy

One man’s pain will hurt us all

To see this is wisdom

To fail; is endless suffering!  

The heretic says

In this web of connections

There is no separate “I” my friend! 

YOU ARE THE WORLD

The heart is greater than the heavens! 

Love  is vaster than space! 

yet,caught up in the cage of  concepts!

Entangled in the web of thoughts! 

Oh! Fickle mind of mine

Wake up! Break free!

Don't you know!

You are the world my friend ! 

CONNECTION

The beetles crawl; the bees hum

The rose sways in the breeze!

In the sky above; the hazy clouds gently move

In the ocean below; little fishes swarm

The Big  fishes follow!

Deep in the jungle; a lion roars

Herds of deer, flee in fear!

Lonesome in a city

A man mulls by the window

In a faraway land

A mother mourns the death of her child

The heretic says!

Beyond these words ; there is a connection

This is the truth my friend !

ETERNITY

Whirling and Twirling

In celestial harmony

I am, eternity!

Perfect in position

Guided by precision

Within me!

The Whole of existence comes to be !

The sun, the moon; the earth and stars

Are but merely my manifestation

From me

You too shall arise

In me

You all, shall finally abide

I am What I am

And I shall always be

Ever eternal!

The Ever eternal   particle of dust! 

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! 

PAIN

Pain is the truth and painful is the way

Man may struggle forever

But can the curse of pain go away?

Protector of the body, they often say

But, is not pain, the furnace that burns the soul away

Unfathomable in severity, and variegate in form

Each painful one, scorching the mind in a different way

The writhing pain of birth, the gnawing pain of disease

 

The stabbing pain of injury; the choking pain of death rattle

How merciless is the heinous power of pain

In this ever-changing interwoven web of reality

Where life is a game of survival and preference

The truth of pain may be inevitable

Its flagitious sword may be invincible

But still; letting go of self pity, and letting go of the self

The weed of suffering withers; and the blossom of serenity flourishes

As the truth of pain is here to stay!

THE EYE OF EMPATHY

Hats and robes you may wear

 

But in your heart, do you care? 

For mindless deeds that often hurt

Thoughtless words that you do blurt

Of  innocent minds that you subtly bleed

An extra morsel kept away, in hidden greed

But don’t you see my noble friend

That your life too, will one day end

  

The subtle things that you do today

Will be done to you, another day

The ones you despise with scornful glances

Could just be you,  in another set of circumstances

So open your eyes to the world of love and empathy 

See the threatened man hiding,  behind some pompous  name

See his human heart bleeding, beyond his  glory, shame and fame

 Deeper to your skin,  my noble friend; aren't  we all just the same !

Mere shadows playing,  to the dance of the same sacred flame 

The world is vast and wide; yet from death,  no one can hide

So, you too my noble friend, will not last for eternity

But happy you shall live and happy you shall die

With the compassionate eyes of  love and empathy! 

THE THREE DOORS OF LIBERATION

Oh lost and lonely soul; wandering the mind’s deluded maze  

Don’t you ever want to break free?

Do you try to; but fall back

Fall back into the pit of carnal perseveration !

Don’t your self crafted keys of stealth and passion

Lead not to eternal liberation?

Listen then thou ; oh lost soul; to this ancient wisdom

Let the music of love play, and the bell of reason ring

As you step towards the three doors of liberation

The first door to liberation; Emptiness

Step in if you please  

Where everything is connected; everything’s a blend

Everything is composite; and it all comes to end

Nothing is inherent; and no object has essence

Where ego is delusional, and self, a mere pretence

 Thus is the eternal door of Emptiness

The first door to liberation

The second door to liberation; Signlessness

Step in if you please

 

Formless is the object; but to reality it’s blind  

Boundaries and borders, drawn up by the viewing mind

For, there is no separate existence

And there is no separate entity

Words and labels seem to point ;  but the truth is devoid of self identity

Thus is the eternal door of  signlessness

The second  door to liberation

The third door to liberation ; aimlessness

  

Walk in if you please

There is no purpose ; other that the present moment

No craving, no longing, no anxiety to torment

No wishing , no compulsion ; no pressure to do

Live the moment, and feel its true

Thus is the eternal door of aimlessness

The third door to liberation

Oh lost and lonely soul of the mind

Step through the three doors of liberation

With keys of reason and  eyes of compassion

With emptiness, signlessness and aimlessness

Wake up! Wake up to the awakened one ! 

KNOWING YOU

Does the bud ever know,  it is the flower that blossoms!

Does the stream ever know, it’s the vast and mighty sea!

Does the cloud ever know,  it's the tumbling drops of  falling rain!

Does the seed ever know,  it’s the  vibrant  forest!

Oh master of my sentience! Watcher of the yet undone!

How can this empty soul of mine; ever know you !

MIRAGES ON AN EMPTY MASK

Mirages appearing to and an empty mask

Who watches who, when no one does the task

No doer nor done; no feeler no felt

No player to play, the card that is dealt

If so great soul! Who is it asking, who am I?

In this world sans intentional stance

Does “self” perform a delusional dance?

Zombies marching on fate’s unfortunate belt

Or deluded bubbles trapped in their own Umwelt

But epiphenomenal fools can we be? 

Yet beyond the semiospheres do we ever see?

Problems such of agency

Free will, Soul, and clemency

Can we but wonder!

With bubble brains and divisive thought

Can we  see beyond our  inherent blunder?  

As no single word can spell the truth

And no single tree can bear a composite fruit

No divisions can describe the interdependent whole

No Components and parts can make a unitary soul  

Thus Life, magic and consciousness

Are but illusions clarified by emptiness

Biases of completeness and sufficiency

Blinded to the blind spot efficiently  

Thus are the illusions of self and sentience!

Mirages playing on the blank  screen of emptiness!  

Life, magic and consciousness!

AMAZING MAIZE

Kernels of sweet gold,and blades so green!

King of the grasses you always been!

Oh! Amazing maize! How mighty you seem!

Plains and mountains, you've spread your seed

Taming the farmer, to help you breed

                                                              

Forming bread, milk and eggs; and miserable meat

You feed my flesh, with all I eat

From plastics and fuel; to candy and clothes

You build them all,  from  thin air!

Oh amazing maze !!


Domesticator of  the human race! 

How splendid  is thy kernelled face !

                                      

CLOUD IN MY COFFEE

The cloud in my coffee

Can you feel it ; can you see ? 

Tricking rain drops in the milky cream

Sweetened taste of the flowing stream

The silent sorrow in the crushed beans

Of powdered dreams, and living means

The sadness told in every cup

Of trees that cannot, speak up

The warmth and taste; the chocolate foam

The darker shadows, and a burning home

Dark clouds in my coffee

How do I sip it , after all I see?

COBWEBS AND DEW

Dew drops dripping on a lotus leaf

Flowing thoughts on life and belief

Cobwebs caught in a rolling stone

Spinning webs of life in flesh and bone

Shattered glass in a mirrored frame

Reflecting images of the mind’s game

 Creeping pythons on a rotten tree

Swallow truth but are never free  

Clouds and oceans, and nascent reality

Aren’t they all just, steaming cups of non-duality?

HANDS OF WISDOM

Two hands and a single mind

Friends forever of the uneven kind

For the right hand writes, many a song and poetry

While the left is sidelined in the shadow of, right’s artistic mastery

Yet, the right hand claims no pride; and the left fields no jealousy

The left doesn’t crib; and right doesn’t brag egotic supremacy

And often times, during chores of hammering in a nail

The right hand slips and smashes the left’s unfortunate, little finger's nail

The guilty right, drops the hammer and soothes the left in undivided compassion

 Even so, the left doesn’t grab the hammer   , to smash back in retaliation

 Thus is the unity of two hands, in ego-less collaboration

Thus is the wisdom of nondiscrimination; of self less love; life's only salvation

CAUSE AND ESSENCE

Agency in the world of apparent individuality

Does it play the game of universal causality

If cause always has a an effect; and everything has a cause

What am I, in this deterministic chaos?

Who is it, who stills feels pain

Who cheats; and who gains

                                                                                                     

The answer to this is in the mind

And in mindfulness one would find

That all existence is purely conventional

And freewill and freedom are merely restrictional

The self, solely is a well concealed illusion

And a persistent belief, is only a delusion

Nothing has an inherent presence

And everything is devoid of ultimate essence

Thus beyond the life of apparent individulaity

There exits; an infinite world of interdependent non duality

This is the empty truth!

The empty truth of ultimate reality!