Yearnings

Salutations

Gratitude

Exhaled

Beseeched

Scrolled

Origami

Folds

Hands

Flags

Beads

 Hoisted

Poles

Pennants

Wheels

Colors

Covey of prayers

Winging upward

Buoyant wishful

Candles

Tapers

Lit votives

Offered intentions

Homage iconic

OmMani Padme Hum

Thought steeds towards

Internal sanctuary

Few avow soul is pure

Fraud, a slot machine

A disconnect from reality

Everyday, I stitch mouths of grief

With laughter cross stitches

Planting rows of smiling beds

Undertow of sadness

Is strong but my will tough

Enough to overcome it

Eyes anointed with holy water

Sight of ecstatic prayer flags against

Distant peaks, chiming monastic bells

All exude strange bliss within me

Reinforcing walls of inner sconce

Receptacle for my soul’s lit flame

As my feet hit ground every morning

I am thankful for his continued grace

Even as I long to opt out of life’s rat race

Climbed high

Entered

Meditated

Reached

Inner sanctuary

Returned home

Meditated, entered

Inner sanctuary

Holding a conch to my ear

I hear its call and rush

To submerge self

Life’s waters to safely

Trudge one must wear

Safety vests

Armed with implicit faith

I plumb its depths

Unafraid

My beloved floats on it

I hear his Pied Piper

Flute’s call

I need not pilgrimage

To far flung places, he resides

In every beating heart

Some have shut doors

To their inner flames

Lost in morass of grief, losses

I bank my inner fires

Steadying my flame

To ride what life tosses

Plumbing the oceans

Is never a cakewalk

I handcrafted own raft

Confident in his love

I dive unafraid

Celebrating bestowed

in your love

every living

moment

know not

what is right

what wrong

I go through

motions

of living

one

Inhalation

To next

each pore

Invoking

Your name

worriless

knowing

our covenant

will be met

as you

know best

what to bestow

what deny

as I celebrate

every living

moment

in perfect

harmony

aware

our duality

to be

smokescreen

shielding

unity

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Illumination

Starved stained glass
Inner pathways
Craved for light

After ritualistic
Daily foreign foray
sun finally showed face

inner droopy cockles perked
after stealthy lip brushes
from rogue rays at daybreak

light inundated, spluttering
I did a quick inhale
slow exhale

“déjà Vu” moments
From seer’s knowing eyes
Finally gave wall to wall hope

however, contrary mind
did a quick inhale
slow exhale

reluctant to let go aged grief’s
dark conditioned cloak, to inhabit
a habit of illuminated awareness

detached, stable, aware, I fashioned
dark shades from gained knowledge to live
in perpetual sunshine of my self realized mind

On Reversed Tides

Destiny’s beaten
Slept under ancient tree
Disheartened

Birds hovered
Hooded cobra
Sat vigilance

Temple faithful
Beheld sight in
Wonderment

Fervor’s rush
Led misled, gush
Of fruits and such

Life’s loser forcibly
Turned spiritual guru
By dame luck

Upon coming to
Thief petty found self
Cynosure of fervent eyes

Quick wits and reality’s
Swift grasp led from gasp to
Brash grab of opportunity golden

Furious barter ensued, most
Offerings, soft demands imbued
flexible, inflexible never misconstrued

Luck made good man thief
Then gave a spiritual whitewash
Voila here dwells a man of god

Body is temple of spirit divine
All is within own realm to find
do I speak not of mice and men?
**picture from internet

Dawning Dawn

Glowing dot
On sky’s forehead
Vision infinite

Earth sky demarcated
Boundaries tacit
Cross at own peril

nature mirrored in ocean,
mirror portal to new dimension
the curious, venture

trees tickle sky’s exposed belly
fingers of consciousness pinprick
conscience from unexpected sources

crazy lunar tides
swing in throes of passion
faded moon a voluptuous Mona Lisa

*picture from internet

Implicit faith
Only straw that’ll break
Bad luck camel’s back

Thrashing in sea of misery
Forsaken, abandoned, we fail
To feel buffer of cupped hands

Steady inner flame
Stayed lit, unwavering
Storms raged, left, spent forces