Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Rabb, Rahman. Rahim
names that portray
the Infinite and Boundless Grace,
It encompasses all 
and sustains
continually nourishing the finite,
human spirit is drawn
back to Source  - 
as the banished yearns
to reside again 
in heaven 
be with Him.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

हरी दूब दुबक रही थी 
श्वेत बर्फ़ की चादर में
मानो मूक रूप से बतलाती हो
तन मन से जो रंग उतार 
सफ़ेद अपनाउूं तो 
पथिक पद से कुचले जाने का
भास न हो, अहसास न हो .
Sufi spoke -
Love and knowledge
Are reasons for creation
Of human soul -
By that account 
haven't I lived my role,
With knowing 
That it's love 
That puts beat and pulse
In this tireless heart
Can I take leave, depart
Having lived my purpose
In the jungle of knowledge
Where each Source 
Emphasises it's true,
It's easy 
To be lost
To be misled
To decimate to nought
Dwell in darkness
Without ever laying sight
On true Light
That enquirer sought
On his way -
As this realisation dawns
I tremble
In my diminutive form
I accept
I am weak
I am meek
Mere guidance wouldn't suffice,
So when I pray
For the straight path
Do not just guide with lamp to shine
Or Illumine desired way
Rather lead by Hand
Every step if I may
I want to hold on to you
No less than this
Can I seek
Of the Divine.

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Here am I

The mirror reflects:
A matter of Your creation
Summary of experiences
Gist of my thoughts
And, sum of all action - 
So that am I
Unpacked, unboxed for Thee.

Friday, February 21, 2014

I was sowed
And seeded
In garden of humanity
As I grow 
to reach out
To kiss sun and it's ray
Can't help feeling stifled
By overgrowth in my grass
Yellow weed of past stifles 
it's shadow is cast
Come Gardener to rescue
While my hour does last
The blossom is yet
To see light of its day.

Sunday, February 09, 2014

I can smell 
Spring in air
Even though there
Is no green
To feast the sight
Rustle of chill
Still touches my bone
I am sure
I do sense
Spring is near.

Monday, February 03, 2014

What do I make
of dharma or adharma 
when 'all good'
in karma
that I am introduced to
or come across
in playing field 
of life
is delivered to my door
by bearer who bore
visible stamp of belonging
to alien quarter.
not favourably listed 
in rule book 
I was shown,
schooled with to refine
my sense of knowing
of the right from wrong?

Sunday, February 02, 2014

It's no secret ...

I am the director of my life 
and you yours
This is the secret 
which makes us hit the rocks
laugh, go back and bounce
wee bit higher 
on throw that comes next :)