I am towing the boat:
Would that God grant
My prayer and.
Ferry me too, across:
Water in my unbaked earthen plates
Seeps in and none collects ‘
yearn and yearn
To return Home
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A thousand times I asked my guru,
Tired and exhausted was I, asking time and again;Out of Nothing emerged Something, bewildering and great!
Which are the flowers and from which florists?
Adore HIM in obeisance?Which juice should we use in a‘Nauri-Kalash’ in puja? (a spouted container)Which Mantras should we mutterUnto ShankarTo Awaken our Souls?
Dance, Lalla, with nothing on
wearing the sky.Look at this glowing day! What clothescould be so beautiful, ormore scared?[Taken from Poetry for the Spirit: Poems of Universal Wisdom and Beauty, Edited by Alan Jacobs]
For ever we come, for ever we go;
Whence we come, thither we go,For ever in the round of birth and death,From nothingness to nothingness.But sure, a mystery here abides,A Something is there for us to know.(It cannot all be meaningless) .
Deception, hypocracy, untruth,
I gave the same message,In my lifetime, I found Him asThe only one, all-pervading God:What’s the source of food and feed?
Word, Thought, Kula and Akula cease to be there!
Neither Shiva, nor Shakti abide there!Whatever remains is That; this is the Lesson!