So curious, having hair now
Having legs now
Toes, feet now
So apparently solid
I truly love Krishna
More so in moments of despair
He appears as a blue sky
Or a moving tree
Or even, and especially,
The death of a loved one
O Lord, dear Arjuna
Reading of you in books
The silly possessiveness of family and ‘girlfriends’
I am the father, putting it all back onto you
What I hate, I love, and what brings me satisfaction brings
pain in equal fleeting measure
I only feel good in feathers, flowingness, and sipping tea that never ends. Or better yet, CACAO!
But there is something serene in the judgement
The quiet
The surrender
I shall no longer stand for he who takes shelter under a mushroom
I stand naked in the Garden of Eden
Maybe it was…
If it had…
If I lost…
If I experience…
NO.
All is as it is,
in Krishna’s love
He works in mysterious ways
I feel my body more in bits and pieces
Her dose darkened eyes
Cool down with antihistamine
Don't speak nor look in mirrors
Evolve, stir the soul
Except the grief that comes with
transcending it all
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If Krishna takes me I shall go
With a breath of relief and a tap of the head
With pearls in a chair…
“Anicca… anicca… anicca…”
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And if Krishna shall have me stay, where shall we go? I take his blue hand and purify in the cool stream (the Ganges). Radha strokes my weary forehead, yet I feel no discomfort
All the words I ever heard-
The scenes, flash in and flash out
And in a moment, I am clean
He greets me in the morning and puts me to sleep
Shows me visions, gifts me freedom
The illusion of it all. God, love. Glimpsed in subtle dreams and flow, and nothingness. Everythingness.
I see you in each blue sky
Your sun pours through my atrine companion that warms my heart and centre for excellence
The birds, my brothers
To be in two places at once
In all places at once
No one to talk to about it
Than that gorgeous blue boy
And my mother, too
How wonderful it is
To be free.
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Thank you for my gifts
Thank you for my aches and pains
All that I experience
I feel you in the dull, sweet silence
Above all…
And I thank you
For revealing yourself truly
In the sparkling eyes of certain others
I let all go.
Whatever you are
I am
I am but a puppet held divinely by your silk threads
Dear, spirit soul
Dear, even body
Dear all
Merci
Dieu
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