Sunday, February 28, 2010

Jnaneshwar



Those who have seen only me with their eyes,
Heard of only me with their ears,

Who have no thought except of me,
And extol me with their voices,
Who prostate themselves before me with their bodies,
Who know only me as their sacred books And recite their hymns only to reach me, Who worship me in every activity,
Who have studied my wisdom, who Inwardly and outwardly are satisfied by me And have come into existence solely for my sake,
Who are filled with passion, desiring me, Filled with love, loving me, and who, Fascinated by their attraction to me, Forget the world-
These men certainly have become united with me.

Jnaneshwar

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Muse


She  bathed in the warm sunlight,
reflecting deeply as she watched the dark clouds passing overhead 

not realizing that she herself had actually become the perfect Muse, 
a guiding spirit, 
a source of inspiration, 
and a divine poet ...

Narayan

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Whispers in the Dark



I had a dream last night,
As I fell asleep,
Looking at the clear dark sky,

The stars began  whirling, 
dancing

The Moon  began to whisper,
As she brushed against my cheek,


"I AM ... what you seek",
"I AM ... what you seek."


As she lifted me higher
into an eternal, cool night sky,
I beheld her beauty,
Silver Rays filled my being 
And pulled me into  light. 

I flew ,
Above fields, 
 streams,
 and Bays.



Then,
Just before I woke up laughing...


She whispered, 



"Know that I AM with you,
Know that You are Free...
Know that I AM with you,

Know that You are Free"

Narayan






















Monday, February 22, 2010

 

 

"Those who love you know your song, and they sing it to you when you have forgotten its vibration. Those who love you do not care about the dark and ugly things you sometimes become. They hear the beauty of your song. They remember your light and know the sweetness within you".

Takatoka

Friday, February 19, 2010



When the mind sheds it's desires, 
it feels the sweetness of peace and bliss descend over it,
as if it were the lustrous moon in the heavens.

Yoga Vashishta

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Less is ............MORE



Hafiz came over last night,
while you were napping...
We
 danced 
Under a big Mango tree.
As I was twirling ecstatically ,
He said,

"Crazy Boy!"
"SIMPLIFY!!!"

"Less is  MORE "!!!
"Less  Desire,
Less Worry,
Less  Attachment,
Less  Possessions"

MORE
Freedom,

MORE
Light,


MORE
LOVE !!!



As I spun around to Thank him...
Hafiz took a Ripe Mango 
And hit me,
right between the eyes...
Boom!
When I woke up this morning,
in the gentle rain
under that Old Mango Tree
Hafiz had already left,

He had left me 
sleeping soundly
in the cool mud,
covered in sweet mango juice...

One of his wild ducks was still
 nibbling nectar off of my left ear...
"Hey YOU Crazy Duck", I yelled
  "I need that Ear!"

As I rubbed the bruise between my eyes
I realized 
I had
Never 
Slept better.... 

Narayan







       




                                                  



            


Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Your Shape of Laughter




Let my words become like a skilled 
Potter's hands,

Quieting,
Smoothing your life
With their knowledge,
Reaching into your tender core
And spreading you out like the morning

That leaps from the sun's amused wink
Onto hills, brows and the backs of so many
Beautiful laboring beasts.

God's duty is to make perfect
All your movements of mind, of limb,
And your ascending shape of laughter.

Watch the way my hands dance
With their diamond-edged brilliance

Cutting you open with music,
Reaching into your heart

And spilling the night sky-jar you carry
That is always full of giggling planets and stars.

My words are a divine potter's wheel.
If you stay near me,
Please stay near to me -

And Hafiz will spin you into
LOVE.


Hafiz