Mystics musings: April 2010

Sunday, April 11, 2010

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When you do arrive,
will I be a step behind?
Is it something with my invocation,
or simply,
that you set the time?
And
when my salutation and rituals
are done,
will you say again,
“It is your arrival, for which,
I have come”.

Mukti

Sometimes,
I get that feel,
that quiet thrill, that…. boundless joy,
and I have noticed,
its the time, when
I, am, with I .
Boundless,
needs no reason,
it always is!
Life,is just the season!
sometimes,
I take the trip.

Yeah, cool ! i guess..

So then,
whats the inner party like?
i asked, instantly getting the feeling that there was more
from where her beauty came.
'When you know that there's nothing 'apart' from God,'
she smiled ,now looking unmistakably divine,
'a happiness ensues,
in solitude
and with the crowds.
some call it heaven, some a state of being,
but yes, its the inner party like you said.'

Yeah cool, i guess.

Party

Party.
People
ladies gents nerds
children bullies stuffed birds.
Character
shy ruthless obscene
moronic coercive mean.
Expectation
leg-pulling victims fun
boredom yawns pun
Conversation
revengeful intellectual erratic
domestic political numismatic
Accompaniments
food drink dance
music laughter chance.

Zen

Can you
fly
in a plane
that has no wing?
Zen
is the art of arrival
to a place
where you have always been.

Just Art fun

When faced with an abstract
the one thing that seemed obvious was that it was beautiful
and the other, yes, he could identify the moon.
Is this like a zen painting then,
he asked, where expanse is hinted by diminishing the size of a known?
She smiled, its just art for fun.
and in that, he got God's play,
again.

In a Sunday suit

We are told you're everywhere,
so
how come, we never get to see you?
i asked of God, looking to the sky.

Oh..hmmm. i see, He said, looking very concerned,
uh ..do you think its maybe something to do with what i wear,
you didnt know i'm always mostly in a sunday suit....?

God's laws

Gods laws work in the most mysterious ways;

Free of his will, we create bondage,

bound to him,we find ourselves free!

A certain dignity

There is a certain dignity rooted so deep, which is seen
only when
The tree of old steps aside to make way for the roads of time.

We took a lover's leap

                                                           Ah yes, said the Gypsy God
                                                          we always had each other
                                                          much before
                                                         we took a lover's leap
                                                         into the world of time.

Ascension

Now that i bought the new car,
acquired a bungalow,
i felt great
but the man in the corner of the street,he smiled
only at the first chakra.
Now that i married a beautiful woman,
i had a wife! and it was fun!
but the man at the corner of the street,he smiled,
only at the second chakra.
Now that i won the election,
i'm the mayor, dammit !!
but the man at the corner of the street, he smiled,
you are seated in the third.
Now that i turned to poetry, i feel it,
but the man in the corner of the street, he smiled,
you know the heart.
Now that i speak it well, i am good,
but the man at the corner of the street, he smiled,
you have found your speaking chord.
Now that i meditate, i know, at my brow!
but the man at the corner of the street, he smiled,
what do you know?
Now i rose, to the seventh, the highest high,
and the man at the corner of the street,
came centre stage
and he, was i.

Lost on a mosaic floor

A stream of ants
following one another
in routine
aimlessness.
One lonely ant
lost
on a mosaic floor
purposefully.

Eye of God

Suns take a rest, He said,
but the eye of God
never sets.

An ancient pride

Ancient pride
silent stands;
my loud gasps echo....

Above the wall

Above the wall
sun rests....
crown in sky..

Fourth January

birthday morning...
welcome mists..
our window smiles...

One day my mirror spoke up

One day my mirror spoke up
do you still need to know
Why God created the Universe?

My Guru's disguises

Ever since he bought the kit, My Guru is into disguises.
On the Guru Poornima night itself,
nobody could find him in his room,
he hid in the sky with the help of the banana tree leaf:
ah, but what could he do about his resplendence?

The portrait

They tell me i am old now
and my wrinkles resemble
those of the man in the antique portrait.
They leave me to myself,and i am glad .
As i light my pipe,
i look up to the man,
i do not know who he is
but remember my grandfather's awe
of even the picture.
There is another smoke from across the hills,
i am not really that old,
but am beginning to forget
whose hills are those,
in all these discussions
of mine and yours.
Those, were the times
grandfather would say,
when anyone came,
the god in us arose,
to greet ,the god in them.
I see clearly, the two smokes merging now
soon the pipe will be done, i smile,
my grandson, when a portrait of me is all he has,
will he be able to see those times
once again?

Vision

Here, take my glasses,
said the elder,
the alphabet is small,
they will help you read better.
Aah! you can always tell this time of year,
I saw he was not interested in the paper,
and looked to the sky instead,
the siberian cranes are here!
You have an interest in birds? i asked

Expanse,
he said,
it carries freedom.

We should be giving you expanse,
who says you cannot fly?
we should be teaching you of flight.
Who says mankind has no wing?
by spreading ours,
we could show,
that you, were born with it.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

And in the play...

I spent
my time
tracing
the untraceable player
and in the play
did myself disappear.

Then woke from the disappearing dream
to see
the dance
was everywhere.

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