By the Bengal Sea September 27, 2010 Midnight passes and still I cannot sleep The spinning mind like a young child’s top, A channel for a thousand thoughts that keep Repeating endlessly and will not stop. Only the meditative poise can cease The turbulent remembrances that turn Like revolving doors inhibiting the peace That is my spirit’s need, for which I yearn. The year is changing and the lake turns grey With waves that seem to emulate my mind. I ask for silence and in silence pray That somewhere deep with my soul I’ll find The truth of me and why I came to earth If not to grow towards divinity And all I can in this stupendous birth;

Day By Day October 4, 2010 I have seen the fields of lavender And watched a thousand blossoms close Marvelled as the sunflowers turned When the Great One in his chariot rose. I have known the touch of winter’s hands Whose frozen rivers called to me Have borne the heat of a tropic noon Where lay my spirit’s destiny. I have worked the baked adobe soil And struggled to plant in gumbo clay Wearied from a life of toil I live in the moment, day by day.

Her Name December 17, 2010 In the mystic morning of my soul’s rebirth I came again to this beloved earth A journey sanctified by aeons past, To a world of beauty that does not last And the boundaries ordained by death. Oh what wonder dawned at my first breath I, ignorant, unknowing and divine. Years would pass and newer stars align Before I found her whom I sought in pain And joy, returning to her arms again. This I tell you, this I surely know Outside of her my spirit cannot go Or lose the light she brought, for which we came Within our hearts forever dwells her name.

Driving to Matagiri with Mother We through the rolling valleys, the rounded hills Proceed; circuitous seems our way and fate The fickle knowing driver of our car Has planned the route by some unknown decree. Our destiny assured we laugh and play And share the bond of union built on love For One who came to change this deathbound life Establishing on earth the Spirit's rule. It is a journey of a thousand births And through the outer shocks and challenges Behind the heart the psychic being grows. This friend who has befriended me I love, Not with the vital's inordinate demands Or the body's specious need to bond, The

Architect of Light He has broken the lock and soon will set me free From the prison of my deeds and my desires Where I have lived behind these mortal bars, With encapsulated memories and dreams And all things past the soul would now renounce, To fly above the ceiling of limiting mind, Out from the rigid body's hard confines, A freedom-bird who soars into the sun Of Self enlightenment, no prisoner Of fate, unbound by matter's iron laws. Time forgotten and the realms of space Beckon to me beyond the distant stars; Yet all experience resides within And nowhere can I go but He is there, Companion, friend, architect of Light, The calm, co

The Soul that Bears These sudden moods that on the spirit steal Are islands in a sea of turbulence, But lacking calm, bereft of unity We fall or fail as one whose innocence Was lost upon the waves of his desire. Caught in a limbo from which we cannot move, The mind a spinning-wheel of random thoughts, Remembering the briefness of a love That open up a passage in the heart Where lay the sleeping soul whose song once still Arose like morning ragas the faithful chant In foreign lands to wake the inner will That labours to attain and shall endure To understand the meaning of this birth And life's travail beneath the silent stars, The co

The Destined Shores of Consciousness 11/9/09 In a time far back, in lives forgotten now I knew her once as mother, priestess, guide And turned to her as a flowers to the sun. Within the body's walls I felt her peace, Lost her but to find her once again In different forms, the Mother of all worlds. Now she has come in full embodiment, Beautiful and radiant, Divine. Though the path is long and difficult the task And though the mind still clings to old ideas And body to ingrained accustomed ways, The vital nature to its specious wants, All shall be changed for she has chosen me, To cross the perilous seas of ego-self And r

The Songs of Peace They walk oblivious in the driving rain And I, too, hardly in all these years Aware of the underlying unity, The golden, indivisible thread that ties Soul to soul in matter's deep embrace. Yet I have glimpsed a newer world that lies Unnoticed by these finite earthly eyes And though the signs are there too little felt In the rushing of our lives towards sudden death. Yet I have seen and knelt before the One Who came to change, transform this mortal life And set a seal divine upon our days. He came in silence and in silence left With God's imprimatur, the sun of bliss Eternal in our hearts and songs of peace.

A New World Found I left them at the dawning of an age That would see evil slain and death's demise. Their words were like a light upon a page; What they would become was shining in their eyes. It must be that I knew them long before, Kindred spirits on a road that led Infallibly towards a life divine, And though the path be long they looked ahead, Undaunted spirits towards a stellar line. I left my home to find the mystic shore Where all unite upon a sacred ground A place where One would open the inner door For us and opening, a new world found.

In the Winter of My Years Once I walked among sequoia trees And found a place of peace that rarely these Second and third growth forests cannot compare. I came upon a fern-filled hollow there That held more secrets than the minds of men And saw as I shall never see again A pristine beauty and a wild delight Where panthers ran and played within my sight As sunbeams fell through leaves in silver rays. Gone now is youth and carefree youthful days Time has diminished me I am grown small. Aware of my deficiencies I call In the wilderness alone to one I know To guide me on the perilous path I go, Yet have no concerns and certainly no f