Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Spirits of the Sea

 Perhaps if man took more time
to understand your beauty,

He would learn
 more
about Himself

Evolution
is mysterious
and
I  wonder
if
we
have become too arrogant
to see
your beautiful light

You come freely

to dance
and show off
Those acrobatic skills
to us
Twisting and spinning
Leaping and twirling
We
stare
bound and locked
by
our
human gravity
Enjoying
your
 Divine Play
and
The strong 
desire
arises
to dive
right in
and join you
in your
Sweet Freedom.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010


JOIN ME IN THE PURE ATMOSPHERE



 I slip in and out of the Sea with this Amazed soul I have.
I am like a magnificent, magic ocean turtle
Who sets aside his vast wings of
Blue effulgence
When I crawl upon your shores
To leave my divine seed of verse.
Let me remain cryptic tonight
All the way till dawn
As I orbit God
In the holy, ecstatic mood.
Grab hold of the corners
Of my luminous, tender shell
And I will whirl for you, For I am covered with eminent crystals
That I have gathered from the infinite depths of Love.
Follow my tracks in the sand that lead
Beyond thought and space,
For I can see deep down
That you are really a golden bird
That needs to
Dance
With your spirit enraptured and ascending
On the currents of Light-
On the currents of his
Breath.
Join me with your hands,wings,hoofs or fins
In my sublime applause.
Join me in the pure atmosphere of Gratitude for life.
I slip in and out of the Moon each night
With a gracious ease
With this brilliant heart I have.
The Beautiful Friend, the Exquisite One,
Sometimes steps from his Invisible Body
And walks upon our shore
So that we might see and know
His Tender Radiant Shell
His eminent crowns
That are the three worlds.
O grab hold of the hem of his skirt
As he spins this Universe on a ruby
Dance floor!
Cling to the Transcendent Elements in his glance
As the Beloved forever whirls
His Love.
Hafiz
Slips in and out of God at night
Tied to his own amazed
Soul.

Hafiz

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Ruby Goddess

 




 Reach for her...
In
Peaceful stillness,
Slowly
Counting beads,
Watch the breath
Fire kindled...
Burning,
Once again…

Softly…
Sweetly…

Fiery Goddess,
You
Outshine even
The Fullest Moon

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

The perfect gift

Ever wrap the perfect gift
To be mailed
To the Perfect person
With the perfect paper

In the perfect box
With the perfect address
Sealed 3x with the perfect Clear Wide Tape
(Postmaster approved!)

And THEN,
REALIsE

THAT...
The perfect CARD
Which SHOULD have been in
that perfect box
with the perfect paper
is still OUTSIDE,
THE NOW ,
NOT SO PERFECT BOX...
Yes...
Still staring quizzically at YOU
Wondering
how you could have
forgotten such a thing?...

Our Heart is like that sometimes,
So perfectly wrapped,
and yet
we have to cut it
back open
all over again

Dissect it, carefully,
so as not to hurt or destroy
all the BEAUTY that has
already been created
Just to add another
Layer
of
PERFECT LOVE
Before we seal it back up
All
Over
Again.

Narayan

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Just Sit There

Just sit there right now.
Don't do a thing.
Just rest.
For your separation from God
Is the hardest work in this world.
Let me bring you trays of food
And something
That you like to drink.
You can use my soft words as a cushion
For your
Head.
Hafiz

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Words

Words
are at least five fingers,
in width,
From the heart
of the Goddess

Narayan has learned this...


The Heart's Attachment,
TO ANYTHING

Even
to sweet words
causes

both
Pleasure and  Pain

something we gave up
in preschool
after Hafiz first
took out his big stick

So,
It's really quite simple,

It's time
to climb higher,
Higher
Than those

Enchanting words

And Beautiful Forms,

To the very top of the Tree house,
Where
Our Beloved is Always Dancing
in  Ecstasy...

I will meet you there...

Swaying in Bliss in
the Soft Moonlight...

Catching blue feathers
and
throwing magical stones,

right in my direction.

Narayan

Friday, September 25, 2009

WoW

Where does the real poetry
Come from?

From the amorous sighs
In this moist dark when making love
With Spirit

Where does poetry live?

In the eye that says, "Wow wee,"
In the overpowering felt splendor
Every sane mind knows
When it realizes-our life dance
Is only a few magic Seconds,
From the heart saying,

Shouting,

"I am so Alive!!!"

Hafiz