Saturday, August 23, 2008

“As We Sow…..”

“As You Sow, So Shall You Reap…”

***************“As you sow, so shall you reap…”
(Paramhansa Yogananda)

As ugliness highlights the beauty,
As hatred underlines the love,
Every obsession and every condition
Has its ultimate purpose in life…

Problems, unpleasant situations,
Whether we avoid them or not,
Are a constant part of our existence,
No matter how cautious we are…

I wish I were a grossmeister at chess
To be able to see three steps ahead…
This quality, sadly, so few possess,
Let us deal with what we have…

Our patience will always be tested,
Our wisdom will be questioned at times…
One shouldn’t try to be perfect,
For the balance’ sake, let us be bad sometimes…
Good or evil, happiness or grief –
Make our lives merely …complete…
Just bear in mind one important thing:
“As you sow, so shall you reap…”
August 23, 2008

Thursday, August 14, 2008

“How Could One Trick the Time…”

With every ticking of the clock,
With every passing cloud,
With every drop of rain
That gently hits the ground,

With every inhale or exhale
With every touch or grasp,
With every word we say,
With every night that passed,

With every second, minute, week,
With every beginning or finish,
With every hope, every wish,
With every frown or grin,

With every loss and every find,
With every joy we cherish,
We’re getting closer to a boring end:
Everything that lives must perish…
How prosaic, how banal,
That doesn’t make sense at all!
My question is not “how come” or “why”,
But rather how could one trick the Time…

August 14, 2008 Midnight

Friday, August 1, 2008

"Silence, Inspiration...."

"Silence, Inspiration & I"

Silence is in my house,
A total Silence…
Even my never quiet cat
Is silent…
No sound of any nature,
Other than rare whispers
Between the pages and my fingers:
Silence is visiting.

We do not gossip, we rarely talk,
We like to read, lots of chocolates,
We also like to smoke.
We never argue when together,
Always calm and merry,
If we’re lucky with the weather,
Dreamy, misty, rainy—
We feel revived and stimulated.

Today is a special occasion,
We’ve got a rare companion,
A capricious Inspiration,
A godly, yet moody acquaintance.
Three of us would get to work
Without wasting minutes,
There is no time to greet or talk—
We’re gathered to conceive
A Poem.
July - August 2001