Supreme!

Accept me in my nuditystripped of my pride,my ego,the things that display me. I am neither my dreams,nor my hopes.I am not my thoughts,I am not my words.I am in my surrenderto you.In my duties,in my faithfulness,in my servitudeto the divinelovethat sees no boundariesno rules. Nothing to possessNothing to give,in perpetual flowinto your being Supreme.

On our raft

One who has traversed oceansis more careful on his raftacross the river,humbleand frugalwith life’soffer. A man who has crossed mountainsis dainty on the cobbles,lest they hurthis heels.Thousandplaces yetto see. A lily is benevolent the most.Can’t waste short lifeon temporal pride.With few choicesbut, to spreadhappinessand joy. A man real doesn’t proclaimhis powers, youth,money or followers.Like caravan,

Truth of Life

  Trudging, dragging, on cobbled road The Avenue of life The tavern says with its bright light. The babble of patrons Drowns the sound of the night. A silhouette of a young man Dropping ash, blowing the smoke. All in black and sepia Except for the ember burning The Fire of life. He offered me

The Dark Banyan Tree

The dark Banyan tree, King Size umbrella In rain or from sun we children hid under. Stories of ghost, legends uncles shared It was all talked under the great dark banyan tree Hanging on shoots some to grow tall Some just for fun like a great Disney ride or just to win the smile of