Friday, November 29, 2013

My life is a space 
Given to me for dreams
I do not 
Want to wake up
Till my horizon's been reached.

Jotted on 28.1.10


It's thanksgiving today
And the long list
That puts flutter in my heart
Kindles the flame of joy
That flickers with light
To drive darkness away
Now and everyday
It's Your presence
That's been my saving Grace
So I whisper -
Thank you 
For letting it be known
That while that's there
Rest all will serenely
Fall in place.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

This time the sea is sedate
coming on in gentle roll
calm without roar and uproar
not wanting to break to bits 
rocks that adorn the shore -
I scan surface
to witness 
settling of sea froth
to see clear 
my change of course
a year of tumult
has just gone past
graced by Your loving hand
that steered me through
to ease
at home in the deep
with stillness 
I rest in peace.


Wednesday, November 20, 2013

To try
is all that's human
- this ability
You endowed us with
to pursue
the promised nirvana
and so I do
trudge uphill upstream
- nor for the lush of green 
in heaven
its only to find freedom
when I be one 
with You.

Sunday, November 10, 2013

There're many paths
To You, however
Only one that's right and true
And if all seem similar 
With their arid and green
Tell me how
Do I distinguish between?
I've then left none
but to say
Let me off the blame
Of falter on way - 
sight of discernment 
That's due from You. 

Saturday, November 09, 2013


It's said
And I've read 
Of the Wise
That when 'I' is realised
It's time to change qibla
Turn direction
To the One
Without why
To give all that remains with 'my'
To let go, return
To where it'd been received from
And so I turn 
to face,
In my lifetime - the human race 
Children of Adam 
Is all that I have seen of You.

Saturday, November 02, 2013

Butterfly flew

Caterpillar crawled
It turned within
When restlessness stirred 
A sea so vast 
That was withheld 
from rising to meet
The sky of its dream
A Knowing Hand then
Cracked its shell
Lo behold 
The ripples set forth
Lofty waves that
Rose beyond 
A silent potential
Was thus released
To transform and grow
When wings of freedom 
Flapped the soul
Who could stop 
What was meant to be?

When HE intervened
True beauty was born
From trappings of form
Brave and sure 
The butterfly took to its wings!

ON BIRTHDAY of my sister who has embarked on her own flight free of fear, so full of light.