Be Ready! oh ME....

Be Ready! Oh Me... To be whisked away by your Lord....

Cloth in the silks of His Names...
Adorn in the fragrance of His Remembrance...
Wear the dark kohl of Self Knowledge in your eyes...
Wear the dangling earrings that whisper His secrets  in your ears...
Wear the kumkum of His belonging on your forehead...
Wear the bangles of His affection on your wrist...
Wear the chain that binds only to His heart on your neck..
Wear the anklets of Grace on your feet...
From head to toe ...belong to Him...and only to Him...
Know that He will come...
Yes...He Will...
Be certain..oh Me...that You belong to Him and only to Him...
Be ready..oh Me! To be whisked away to your Lord...

Purposelessly...

Like a dry leaf carried away by the wind....
I fly... Purposelessly....

Like the water meandering its course...
I flow... Purposelessly

Like the forest fire which spreads in the wild..
I burn... Purposelessly...

Like a new born oblivious to the world..
I exist.. Purposelessly...

Forgetting all ... Only knowing my inner Presence....I Love...
Purposelessly.....

Surrender

I travel the meandering paths...
And reach the threshold...
I stare at the vast expanse ahead
I am fully absorbed..
I behold!

My journey is incomplete...
I look up for help...
I am clueless of the path ahead...
No maps to refer...
I am by myself!

I see within...
My flaws... Umpteen
They pull me down and blur my scene...
I try harder to stand up tall..
But the whispers in my head...
Warn my downfall!

I look up high then close my eyes...
I look within and let out my cry!

With all my flaws..
And my numerous thoughts...
With all my fears...
My ego.. my doubts.. I have lots!

I just SURRENDER....
SURRENDER to the Lord Supreme..
I Hope He listens to my soul's Scream
And pulls me up to my Life's Ultimate Dream!!!

This , that or the other?

What is real?
This, That or the Other?
In this I am awake
In that I dream
The other is Absolute
What is real?
This , That or the Other?

Being in This, I drift to That
Engrossed in That, I am Pulled down to This
All in the search...
In the search of the Other..
What is real?
This , That or the Other?

Being in This, I enjoy the That,
When in That, I erase my This
All in the search...
In the search of the Other..
What is real?
This , That or Other?

Why bother, why define?
Why comprehend.. This, That or the Other?
Stop your search...
Be in This.. That .. And know..
You are in the Other
All are real... This That and the Other!

His Menthol Magic!

He left a huge Menthol in my head...
I can feel its fumes...
I can feel its cold...
Oh My! He left a huge menthol in my head!

His Menthol Magic is on...
Its on... its on... Its on...
Every second, every moment..
Through day and night its on...
His Menthol Magic is on...

I cook, i dance, I teach , I walk...
Still...
His Menthol Magic is on...
I clean, I watch, I read, I love...
Still..
His Menthol Magic is on...

These vapours, these fumes, this cool magic would stop....
I Know!
Yes, I do know!
But till it lasts..
Its Magic time..
Menthol Magic..
His Divine Chime!

I venture on my Journey!

Closing the windows and locking the doors...
I venture on my journey!
Slowly Steadily, without any baggage..
I venture n my journey!


I meet my pals.. who wave and smile
I still venture on my journey..
I smile at them and wave good bye
And venture on my journey!

Some hold me back, some prick my back...
Still I venture on my journey..
Some slow me down with vain complaints
Still I venture on my journey!

The path unfolds, with gifts umpteen..
As I venture on my journey
They transform me.. they transport me
As I venture on my journey...

I am on.. I am on.. I am still on..
In that blissful journey
Alone.. not lonely.. But Blissfully lone...
I venture on my journey...!

Don't be so Proud!

Hey You!, Don't be so proud..
Don't think you have tasted the nectar...
What you tasted is just the starter..
Before the Main course...
So don't be so proud...!

The lapse between the starter and the Nectar...
Is not gonna be smooth..
So, Hey you! don't be so proud!

The occasional ripples on your waters calm!
Can leave you astray or in a storm...
The tides that dance, ebb and fall..
Can tear you apart, can let you fall...
So hey You!, don't be so proud!

With each passing wave..
With passing ripple...
Just stay...
Be Aware...
Tell yourself.. Your Nectar sweet,
Is not that far away...
But Hey You!, Don't Be so proud!