Friday, August 9, 2013

Giving and Receiving

I am the fish
cutting through the water,
I am the water
giving way to the critter;
I am the sea
lit by the sun's glory,
I am the sun
crowning all with my story;
I am the bird
giving weight to the wind,
I am the wind
where the bird's journey begins;
I am the tree
giving roots to the earth,
I am the earth
holding up its hearth;
who is the giver?
who is the receiver?
I wonder if  we're all
but mirrors to each other;
dancing, just being,
or whirling around,
a play of wild energy
in this great Cosmic Dance!

Thursday, August 8, 2013

By the Backwaters

my eyes
meander along
the shimmering ribbon
of blue, stretched thin;
long, slender fingers
of turquoise backwaters
run in to caress
my wispy mind
that's lost forever
in the velvet green;
buffaloes soak
in the warm sun
wading lazily
through glistening waters;
egrets and cormorants
step daintily
on the water's edge,
to dip their pointed beaks
for a drink or fish;
ducks a-swim
against the tide,
two birds in a tango
as they glide in flight;
silken reeds wave and dance
as the wind sweeps over,
seaweed afloat
as ripples move over;
my eyes drawn to watch
the calm waters forever,
my heart feels full
with no desire.









Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Wind

when I sit with you
still in mind and body,
you tickle me
until every hair
on my lifeless body
stands on end
to dance, feel
and celebrate
the sheer joy
of being alive!

when I stand with you
as you make your way,
you push on me
until every cell
on my taut being
is aroused
and set afloat
to blaze its trail
and journey on
in this endless cosmos.

when I am with you
I understand what it is
and how it feels
to be nothing
and yet own all,
an atom of stardust
swirling, dancing,
with the wind
beneath my wings,
set a free in the Universe.







Saturday, August 3, 2013

Rainbow

I sit amidst
half unpacked memories
to find
my little piece
of heaven
on earth,
in the smell
of cement
from newly bored walls
the air still moist
from the blue yonder,
wets my parched lips
to clean layers of grime
long settled
on my tongue, my skin,
nesting birds
beckon and call
while they come home
to the trees
amidst towers
standing tall,
watching waves
ebb and flow
life goes on
I learn to flow,
and then from behind
wispy clouds that yawn,
I see a rainbow,
my heaven, my home!