Posted in Thinking out loud

The Craving

“What we all want, really, is to be loved. That craving drives our worst behavior.”
― Jodi PicoultHandle with Care

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he stood there
quaffing whisky,
and smoking cigarettes

the disease had taken both him
and those he loved,
right out of consciousness,
and made them relics
from another world,
unsightly abominations
disfigured by their wounds!

the fragments of his life,
once placid,
lay scattered all around
in hopeless shards
and pierced the very essence of those he loved!

feather beds where no more comfort
in the underbelly where
pain was forged,
like screaming steel!

life-long friends
became veiled
and sorrowful,
and out of reach,
in this disease that took his life.
infectious as it was
it drove an unhappy blade into the heart of love
and stripped away the love,
that was once
so nurturing!

morsels of hope
were spoken in garbled tones
of regret
and longing.
unanswered prayer
tormented his waking,
he screamed his supplications,
and begged  for redemption!

the prison of his mind
had long ago discarded the need for higher things;
the craving knew no bounds
and ate a large mass
of what his life should be!

on the streets
of his own loathing,
a no man’s land of broken souls,
a chasm grew between him
and those he loved.
he became of not a noble kind,
his life permeated with lies,
the kind he had never known,
or understood,
the craving had begun!

each member had become diseased
and had lost the art of truth,

in tightened sphincters
his contrition grew
to fever pitch.

if he could reach this love again,
he knew that hope would belong,
and the light of knowing
would illuminate his mind!

they had each painted glossy pictures
on walls built by suffering,
hiding their pain,
so no one would ever know
the bitter despair
that raged day and night,
and the toxic shame
chiselled into stone
of broken hearts,
that hurt penned in blood
of the many years
that had been swallowed by tears!

though an end should come,
they said,
but what end would it be?


Posted in prayer


Surrender is not a weakness, it is a strength. It takes tremendous strength to surrender life to the supreme – to the cosmic unfolding!
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Hold me in this moment and occupy me there.
Don’t let toxic notions disrupt or interfere.

Keep me in a place of peace and never let me go.
Cultivate love within me, to cause an overflow!

To providence I surrender and all that it entails,
my breath brings me higher,
to love and grace inhaled!



Posted in Old Photographs

“Welcome back”

“Don’t you know Yet? It is your light that lights the World.”
― Jalaluddin Mevlana Rumi

old photographs

Some years back, a couple from Uganda came to stay with us.
Each time we returned home, even after a quick trip to the nearby store,
they would say; “Welcome back”!
We asked them why they welcomed us back every time, and they explained that in Uganda there were times when friends or family would leave home and never return.

They also told us how they walked for an hour to the nearby village just to enjoy a soft serve ice cream or a cold drink. Things we take for granted every day.

This left a deep impression on me, and I often think of them with great fondness.
They epitomized love and grace.

Posted in Surrender


“Each of us actually believes that things should be the way we want them, instead of being the natural result of all the forces of creation.”
― Mickey A. SingerThe Surrender Experiment: My Journey into Life’s Perfection

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In this orderly Universe
I’ve watched birds fly north.
They have inbuilt navigation
and never veer off course.

Flowers hold a memory
to blossom every spring,
and robins transform heartache
when they eloquently sing.

The roosters crow each morning,
at the glimpse of first light,
and butterflies evade obstacles,
even in slanted flight.

Nature is so lovely
in its rhythm and flow,
the moon heaves the oceans
with its magnetic glow.

Surrendered to the forces
natural to creation,
we can make our time on earth,
a joyous celebration!

There’s an echo in our beings
that whispers to our hearts,
it’s the trueness of our essence,
that sacredly imparts!


Posted in Dreaming while awake

Joie de vivre

“Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet.”
― Thich Nhat HanhPeace Is Every Step: The Path of Mindfulness in Everyday Life

joie de vivre

I’ll take you out into
the sunshine,
where wild flowers dance.
I’ll enfold you in
soft canticles,
to love at first glance.

The birds will be
our symphony,
under cerulean skies,
we’ll consume
the sweetest nectar
with transparent butterflies.

We’ll bask in fields of splendour,
beneath rustling trees,
and soak in
dreamlike atmospheres,
just doing as we please.

When the sun bids farewell,
amidst these
ambient pleasures,
the stars will light our universe
with such radiance
to treasure.

And when the time comes
for repose,
we’ll doze on clouds
of blessings,
and sup at banquets of delight,
drenched in the
fragrance of heaven!


Posted in My Cat


“Time spent with a cat is never wasted.”
― Colette


I watch you
explore the garden,
this moment is all you know,
birds are aware of you
they noisily observe your show!

Your curiosity
captivates me,
I don’t let you out of sight.
Each flower
and each blade of grass,
hold the possibility
to delight!

You’re new
to nature’s bounty,
and the mystery of things.
I’m entranced by your
and the joy that you bring!