On the edge

On a precipice

Edge of cliff

Looking down

Into the steep drop

Ocean

Vast mysterious ocean

Hiding the treasure

Which if I have to find

 I have to dive

I cannot and I must

How shall I do this

Have you done it

Once, twice, never?

Have you stood on the edge

Of a precipice

Ever?

And wondered

Where to now?

Shall i dive

Shall i hide

Shall i run

For my life

Pray tell,

Do you know?

Have you been

To the edge of the precipice

Ever?

The Lotus Pond

no Lotus blossoms
today
only pigeons quenching their thirst
beaks a dip in the water
the sound of those fluttering wings
reminds me of a time when
i quenched my thirst
drinking from the font of Love
i am thirsty again
and need to be reminded
by these birds
that liberty and freedom
don't sprout wings
they are born of the peace
of having tasted
the Water of Life

Speaking of Shiva*

So much has transpired
perspired
expired
and come back to life
this is a dance drama
and i love it too much
to not be a part of it
the Black God
stands on one foot
and lets his locks
unfold onto the earth
a sheet of darkness
a terrible sound
splitting the universe
and then
the calm before the storm
dissolution
resolution
evolution
the Light gets switched back on

*with all due respect to the famous kannada poetry translation by the same name

The unfolding

This afternoon

the rain was kissing the earth

softly

and the lingering

smell of fresh love

was tantalizing

as we watched and waited

for the story to unfold

to see how earth

would open herself up

to the elements

we heard the sound

of one hand clapping

and we waited

and the story unfolded

and we were in the middle

of it

alive, receptive

and quite simply

mesmerized by the

wondrous unwrapping

of a treasure

Indolent waves waltzing to the shore

rocks

harboring shadows of sea gulls

drift wood, drifting

two children

building

sand castles

laughing

and telling stories

of imaginary

princes

a charcoal sketch-like

island

as a backdrop

the gleaming, foaming

smoothly gliding

waves

taking my

bobbing imagination

across the seas

to new frontiers

of possibility

where

life

just is

magnificent

and

where

you look into gleaming

waters

to see clear

pools springing

forth with

mighty, mighty

pathways

to heaven.

this one has no name

i am trying to
capture
this moment
because it is
like no other
it is Now
present
forever
infinite
and born of its own
genius

when it dissolves
it will emerge again
instantly
repeatedly
until the end
which in any case
is the begining

timeless time
cosmic expanse of space
collapse
and become-united
and that union is called
Now

this contraction and expansion
of the universe
keep on birthing
new
ceaseless
ring tones

i am calling it
the accordian
of eternity
it is waiting
to be picked up
and played
by you
me
one
and all

i have rambled,
wandered all over this page,
and am ready
to be present again
right Now
to capture this 
moment.

today i am drunk

The last two drops of blood red wine

I had to suck out of the bottle

held precariously

to my drunken lips

it was not just the wine

that I had drunk

or was drunk on

it was life itself

that inebrieted me

as I sat down to enjoy

the feeling

of a little too much

I had to remove

those metaphoric

spirngs from under my feet

and tuck my legs in

with my knees grazing my chin

as I hugged myself

ah, love

life

and the wisdom

of drunkeness

I am asking myself

what's so great

about life

what do you love so much

cant say,

heavens

which world do I inhabit

the earth?

Or the tentative plane between the two

underground maybe

its quite nice down there too

go.

seek and come back

high

heaven will be waiting for you

right here

on earth

god knows. Its true.