Friday, September 5, 2008

Chinese version of mauli ne thothavile daar

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Another egg falls

Today, I saw another egg,
Attracted by a fatal incline
Made its way, heeding mental notions
Towards a slope that ends in a precipice

The egg, bound to smash,
Would release the bird within
But the shell has to die
And suffer the illusion of pain

Fights for the soul are as such futile,
They are only won,
By avoiding them

I see another, bird enter a cage
And await the spikes to pierce
The spike comes down,
But the bird goes on, staring in disbelief

I asked the bird, if he can extract,
This straw of deadly pain
And choose quick surgery,
Over slow death

The human mind, feeble,
As I have seem my own
Chooses slow sweet poison
Over quick bitter medicine

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High fly cafe

Yogis, waiting point at Malpensa airport.

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Thursday, September 4, 2008

Thursday, August 28, 2008

row row row your boat

in ascent, we climb and slip
but we get up and climb again
somedays, we will take more steps
forward, some days more steps away

but the way of Ganesha, is to watch
the leaking holes in our boat
to have it in the corner of the eye
take care of it, and keep afloat

most hangups, drop off
as nothing can stick to the spirit
but there are holes in the soul
that take years to fix

Friday, August 15, 2008

Mistaken identity

What do you call a spiritual teacher from niagara falls?

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A falls guru.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Sun is out

There is a rainbow
In the fair city of Toronto
But doubters think and profess
That it is still night.

Thier backs are turned
To the thousand suns
That long ago
brought an to the American night

So go forth fearlessly,
Whether you see or not, That being who's a thousand suns
For those mistaking their darkness for night, let your Mayas be undone

Physical presence is merely a maya
Its naïve to not realize
Whether She makes it there or not
We must keep our end of the deal

Commanded are we in easy words,
Plain and simple as day
Still we doubt,
holding our own at bay