FIRST SECOND SIGHT

I hold you in my gaze

Warm, the cockles of my heart

The beats, a now recognisable constant

Dull noir pulsates to hyper-saturated chromas

In breaths and out

Stream of consciousness triggering synapses

Agitated ‘Nowhere-ness’ to limpid ‘now-here-ness’

A discordant indigo mind turns into a more placid azure

Eyes well up

I blink away a tiny tear 

As the heart drinks deep

I am back

LOVE IN SEPARATION

For when there’s a longing…

Some may prefer the words, others the melody. Whatever works for you, I hope you enjoy!

https://randomrantsruminationsramblings.wordpress.com/2015/01/12/pathos-radhas-lament/

FAITH TESTED

IMPATIENCE, EXPECTATION & FAITH

My faith, it’s what protects me

There are times I want to cast that boulder away

But I cannot find the strength to lift it

Cannot dig under

Cannot find my way around

So I simply let it rest

And it stays in place

Rocklike

• The lead image is of Bhima Shila – the boulder that saved the Shiva temple of Kedarnath in North India from damage when there was a cloudburst and avalanche a few years ago. The portals of the temple open for the summer today.

QUE SERA SERA

Uncertainty tests faith

Insh’allah, Ishwar ki marzi

Bhagwan ki ichha, Thy will be done

What the Universe has in store

What is written in the Book

What’s etched on my palms

Dame Destiny

Kismet & Karma

Tea leaves, runes, Tarot

Omens, oracles and prophesies

Nostradamus and soothsayers

The end of the world

A new beginning

Trust that He will deliver

• I’m linking this piece that I really liked on Bhimshila – the rock that saved Kedarnath, if you’re inclined to read –https://doonmozaic.com/biography-kedarnath-bheemshila/

Be the Change

A song tribute to Gandhi, with no offence to the more traditional minded

Krishna

Guru Mantra (Buddha Bar version)

I have no formal Guru in my life, but have learned from many. Today is a day of thanksgiving and gratitude to God and each one of them. I feel I am blessed; I truly appreciate all that I have got, from my heart. Thank you!

Penning a Poem

Back at staring at a blank sheet of paper after long
I thought a nice writing instrument would help move things along
Something expensive might serve as a treat
To enable the mind to writers block defeat

Close, but no cigar

Upcoming celebrations called for a walk to the cigar store
To look up what to stock up on for the humidor
A hand rolled fat boy stuffed with the finest  tobacco
Worthy of Churchill, Castro or Roosevelt Theodore

PRALAYA*

While under COVID lockdown, and on a walk, I came across this striking metal mural of Lord Shiva – the Destroyer. I thought it apt for days like these when the end of the world seems nigh. And here below is my poem inspired by it:

Bars

A collage of photos inspired by the ongoing lockdown.