Friday, March 20, 2009

Maya

The illusory world of Maya
is losing it's grip on me
Slowly but surely
the inner world is revealing itself
The meaningless chores
are still meaningless
To ascribe a meaning to them
is like painting stars with fake colors
The genesis of Life eludes everyone
leaving hearts bereft of desire
The so-called depression
is nothing but an absence of Life
Yet Life thrives in every being
who chooses to embrace life
Maya's veil is so profound
yet only skin deep
If you have the Eyes
to see through it's machinations
The inner eye can see through all
for it's the connection to the Divine
I surrender my will to Thee
for I want You in my life
Take over the charge
and rid me of this Maya
My hands move
yet it's You who causes the motion
My lips pray
yet it's You who moves them
My heart beats
yet it's You who reverberates inside me
My mind thinks
yet it's You who is the thinker
My hands type
yet it's You whose thoughts flow through me
Amen!

The Pause

The pause between two breaths
is the key to Stillness
The place we fear to face
for it makes us confront ourselves
We meet ourselves in this still space
yet we run away from it
The pause between two thoughts
is the seat of the Divine
For it's here that
He stays
The pause between two heartbeats
is the place of Joy
For it is where
the unbridled passion resides
Unbridled yet divine
for it is devoid of any sin
Expand the pause
and pause to expand
When the pause expands to consume all time,
Time collapses to reveal the Pause
For there is nothing in the universe
but the Pause

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The frozen heart

The frozen heart
doesn't know how to beat
For it forgot how to beat,
eons ago
When it was still alive
with someone's presence
Someone long gone now
as it left the heart stone cold
Now the snow has started to thaw
as warmth grows inside me
Feelings have a life of their own,
unfathomable and unscrutable
Emotions fly like the wind
and perch on any heart they like
The heart responds like a slave
to the oncoming Love
For love can bring a heart from the dead
just like Jesus
Love and Jesus are One

Saturday, March 14, 2009

The Wind

The fearless wind is not afraid
to venture into the woods
The swooshing wind uproots the trees
not very often
It rumbles the earth
when it is at rage
The wind has a mind of it's own
unpredictable, unfathomable
It is bound to none,
always moving
If it stands still,
it will die
To understand the wind
one needs to know
That motion is the only reality,
to stand still is to die
So keep moving with your life
come what may
Be the wind and move the earth
and heaven would follow

Friday, March 13, 2009

Stillness

The stillness beckons me
to come to it's lair
Ever so peaceful
and profound
It fills me up
with joy undescribable
I taste the nector
of stillness so deep
That the deepest ocean
would seem shallow
The raging wind doesn't touch it
and neither does the scorching Sun
The stillness resonates within me,
slowly reverberating with boundless Joy
I have known this stillness
since the birth of creation
Having forgotten it,
I endured endless pain
Yet the suffering is endless
if one doesn't know
That the end to all pain
is the stillness within

Success

If stones turn into boulders on your path of success,
know that your ego is getting bigger than itself
For the eyes to see afar
the ego needs to lower itself
The self must give way
to the Self
Success comes without an effort
to those who dedicate themselves to God
For God creates the path
where none exists
To make efforts is to fail
while creating your own path
Follow the God's Will
and success is yours
For He has chosen successes for you
greater and grander than you can ever imagine

Monday, March 9, 2009

The path of Sin and Joy

From the twisted bylanes of Kolkata
to the hungry shores of Goa
Man is selling his soul
for money
To sell his Soul
he feels no shame
For money is the the sole aim
for man now
To make ends meet
one goes astray
The path of sin
trapping him forever
The word of God earns no bread
except for the wily
God is killed on the streets everyday
in the struggle for survival
Money wins hands down
in this eternal struggle
Yet in this struggle
is hidden a secret
No man is above the Divine Law
for one reaps as he sows
The fruits of sin
are nothing but pain
And fruits of love
are eternal Joy
It is incumbant upon man
to choose wisely
The path of sin
or the valley of happiness

The cancer

Slowly but surely
this cancer is killing humanity
The cancer called stress
is nothing but dangerous
The mindless pursuit of money
leaves people lifeless
The eternal deadlines and politics of oneupmanship
sap the soul dry of vigor
To serve the society
is no longer the aim
To fill their coffers
they loot the laymen of their daily bread
Pink slips galore in this heartless society
making mockery of man's life
To retain one's job
one loses his soul
For saving the job
is a higher aim it seems
I choose to not take part
in this struggle to show others down
I won't survive
by killing others
Even if it means
that I am dead by end of day

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Whispering Dream

Whisper me a dream,
my Beloved.
A dream so enchanting
That even Angels would dream
Plant a dream in my heart,
My Beloved
A dream so big
That it dwarfs the world
Give wings to my dream,
My Beloved
So that I soar heavenwards
Leaving the earth behind
Ignite a light in my heart
So bright that it lights the world
Whisper me a dream,
My Beloved