BELOVED KRISHNA

Come back soon! Oh my beloved Krishna!

My heart reaches out to you!

I am nothing here; without you!

All this colorful rainbow of life is only an illusion

When I’m lost in your heavenly bliss!

Time ceases and the “I”ness in me crumbles

When you are by my side!

And everything else vanishes!

When I lie in your arms in ethereal union

And as I feel the warmth of your breath over me

I wish I may breathe my last one!  

Playing on your flute the mystical music of life!

Oh! Beloved Krishna! Come back soon!

Yearning for your long awaited arrival  

The deep blue skies remind me of your cyanotic hue!

The long nights remind me of the hidden earth in your mouth!

Oh lover boy, vanishing in the arms of the possessive!

Appearing in full magnificence only to the selfless!

Playful butter thief! Master of the Gita!

Mystical, Musical; magnificent!

Oh Beloved of the lovers! Oh Lover of the Gopis!

Come back soon! Oh my Beloved Krishna!

My heart reaches out to you!

BABEL FISH

Swimming in the sea of verbs and nouns!

With fins of grammar and gills of connotation!

Oh Babel fish!

From semantics to semiotics you flip your tail!

As meaning and metaphor follow your trail!

Irony and humour; content and consciousness!

Within separate bubbles of umvelt!

Communicating all that’s heart felt!

Evolving within a common semiosphere!

Into the oxygen of man’s social atmosphere !

Oh Babel fish swimming in the sea of verbs and nouns!

Master of language and messiah of communication!

How great is thy eloquence!

ABODE OF LOVE

In this house of everlasting Love

There are no roofs and there are no walls

There are no boundaries here at all

Only open skies and the yielding earth

All that’s between and all the mirth

Oh, loving friend!

When you lose your form into this oblivion

And enter this abode of everlasting Love

There is nothing left of you, but everything!

DHARMA CHAMELEON

Changing contrast to the context!

Changing with the flow!

Merging with the ever changing contour!

Molding to every color; molding to every hue!

I wish my mind too was as flexible as you!

 

Flexible in attitude; flexible in perspective!

Flexible in accepting; things that I cannot change!

Oh! Phantasmagorical chameleon hidden in the bush!

How flexible is the color of your skin! 

DIFFERING STEAM

In this world of diversity!

Everything has a reason; everything has a place

Everything happens at its owns pace

Chugging along through the mountain terrain! 

With built up steam propelling the train

With pistons and levers; huffing and puffing

The mighty engine surges forward harnessing all its steam!

Silent on the table; content and stationary

The gentle kettle, beautiful and fragile in porcelain

Letting go of all its steam!

Not holding on; not building pressure

Pouring out easily all its temporary content!

Dissimilar and distinct!

The Steam engine and the kettle!

 Handling steam in different ways

Letting things go   in a different pace!

Yet, today, in this world of diversity!

The mighty steam engine is obsolete!

But the fragile kettle is still on the dining table

Talents vary and lives are different

And achievements are different too

Listen seeking friend! In this world of diversity!

Happiness is all that counts!

UNSAID TRUTH

The book is on the study table

The blessed pages are turned

The sacred verses are read

 The holy lines are remembered

Even as the light illuminates the open pages

The revered truth remains unsaid! 

YEARNING OYSTER

 

In the dark deep depths of mighty blue ocean

Searching, seething; seeking!

For the precious mystery of the hidden pearl

Under reef and rock you have rummaged

Drawn by the current and swooned by the gyre

Oh! Nacreous Friend!

Why seek pearls when you yourself are an oyster!

What different pearl will you seek in others?

Who else will open their shell to you?

Looking all over for the precious pearl!

Oh, yearning oyster of the mind!

Don’t forget to look inside!

ZAZEN

 

In the midst of a clamorous crowd of feelings

Something remains silent

In the midst of the dazzling dance of perception

Something silently watches

In the midst of all this watching

Something dies! Something is silently let go!

No desire, no seeking, no satisfaction!

No existence! No nonexistence!

Only zazen! 

GARDEN OF LIFE

No sprouting seed worries about the timing of the coming rain!

No growing plant worries about the duration of sunshine!

No fragrant flower worries about the buzzing of the bumble bees!

No succulent fruit worries about the fate of its precious seed!

Yet with the passing of every new season!

The luxuriant garden of life; still silently blossoms!  

HERE AND NOW

Happiness is here and now

And here and now is bliss!

The winds of thoughts may sway you to the future

And clouds of uncertainty may rain

But all of that is an illusion!

All of that is untrue!

For Happiness is here and now

And this Happiness is bliss!

Rusty anchors of the past may drag you with regret and sorrow

And chains of attachment may pull you down

But all of that is an illusion

All of that that is untrue

For, happiness is here and now

And here and now is bliss!