Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Prayer Raindrops

Evening sky
Melts into raindrops
Photo Credit : oil on canvas - ArtbyShe-Be (2006)
seeking firm ground below
Quenching - dry earth thirst
cleansing - treetops and me !

Joy madness beats
to the drum of raindrops
in my heart
Beloved, do you hear it too?
Your heart thunder of emotions...
as this sacred prayer
upon your lips
waits to explode
heavenward - it flows
your head bows
in reverence
dawns

Prayer -- Raindrops
raindrop - Blessings
This full circle of life
surrounds you and me
mere instruments
of His Grace

So we may rise up
in prayer
to meet Him
on fragile wings of love,
through each other
inspite of each other
hearing His Truth
seeking His word
making His love between us
dissolving like raindrops ....

Is there any other way to be, beloved ?

~ July 10th, 2013



Saturday, February 14, 2015

We the People



Three --  yes there were three.
oh trust me, there have been many before them 
silenced shut 
in more  ways that never made it 
to our living rooms. 
This inflated media propelled 
garbage 
we feed on each day .
the loudest sound may reach us 
and take out three lives!!
but  
silence cuts deeper in the soul
vile hatred is spit forth from their tongues 
first in hushed whispers  then 
louder it gets 
what ‘they’ wear
how ‘they’ look
reverberates the streets 
 the parks 
back alleys 
seedy bars 
and maybe even the “parking lots” 
in this free country of ours. 


Three bright flames, shining  bright 
illuminating and inspiring 
extinguished !!
you say  they were .... Muslims !!
Yes, My Christian Brother ..I hear you 
My atheist neighbor - I heard you
My Jewish Mother - I hear you too
My Hindu sister - I’m not deaf 
you see 
they were just like you and me.
Beautiful faces wrapped in colorful hijabs 
spilling joy onto each face 
that passed them by
touching lives that will 
never be made the same 
again.

On my cheeks  a sisters deep sadness 
is crying a river 
my chest still heaves from 
their parents uncried sobs 
unshed tears in blank eyes that stare 
at the futility of this senseless act.
Can your God 
explain this 
better than mine ? 

When an empty space between  two lines 
marked  on asphalt 
can mark three young souls
When hatred inside, triggers a trigger
when a gun smokes the poison of mistrust
its a tragic day 
for each one of us ....
died a little with them 
today
in this free country of ours
‘we the people’  lay  slain !!

~ February 14th, 2015
 एक तुम्हारा एहसास                                                                            
Photo credit : www.artofliving.org

आज वक़्त मद्धम हो चला है
रात की स्याही है
एक अजीब चुप्पी छायी है
न कोई सवाल , न जवाब
भीतरी सुकून का एहसास हो चला है।

मैं ज़िन्दगी की परछाई बनी
 हाथ में हाथ डाल
तुम्हारे साथ, हमदम बनी 
इस  राहत में कोई गम नहीं।
वो सुकून जो बरसों से ढूंढा , माँगा
मगर कभी न पाया था
आज कितनी आसानी से
मेरे अंतर्मन में समाया
तुम्हारी हंसी में मुस्कुराया है

हर पल का नजरिया
नूतन हो उभर आया
न कुछ खोकर भी
नई ज़िन्दगी को पाया है
नया है अस्तित्व
यह मन का ठहराव
वक़्त को साँची कर चला है
बस , एक तुम्हारा एहसास।
~ September 22nd, 2007


Just Believe

photo credit: ArtbyShe-Be

Love says --
Come attend to me
So I do not wilt
Then stand back
watch me creep higher
to dizzying heights
as my roots dig deeper
veins in your being.
                                                                                                                   
                                                           
Let Love Just Be !
 yet stand close enough
to hear my hearts murmurings
and submit to my wilful ways

Love promises
to lead me to desires
that have not taken form yet
paths that I do not know exist
Still I listen earnestly
when love says ...
Just believe .

~ At home , November 17th , 2014