reaching

I want to ask

Does it ever reach?

Or is it made to only stay

Throughout its mortal vessels

which cease to beat

in fear of missing

what they claim

could sway the heavens itself?

*

Is it this gift what makes the

Waves themselves never cease?

*

That makes our memories resound

what our innateness would otherwise

dismiss?

*

Does it bring us closer to the Divine?

Or does the Divine breathe closer

To the winds?

Sealing within

The hush

of all that can ever be

Perceived…

*

Allowing us to forget to be self

bringing us a mote closer

to the

One

is love..it is…

is love the enjoyment of the moment hoping that it never ends?

it is the yearning for a moment that will never come…

is love saying i love you and meaning it?

it is saying i love you silently, masking its meaning from fear of any one soul hearing it…

is love knowing you should say i love you more often?

it is not being able to say it at all…

is love remembering the sweet times spent together?

it is living in the minute moments that takes a bit of you each time.

is love feeling hatred at only the moment of anger?

it is living in hatred of not being loved…

is love leaving your loved one, loved?

it is leaving without ever telling them they are loved…

is love being beside your lover at all times?

it is the pain of staying alongside and yet so far away from realization…

is love for giving up for the sake of peace?

it is giving up love for everyone’s sake but yours…

is love wanting to touch and wanting to be touched?

it is when the touch of breath upon words is enough…

is love wanting to be together always?

it is hoping to be together but knowing it is never…

Yearning is that much sweeter

when we cannot have
what we want

our desires
become
more mercurious

the mediocre
becomes
more miraculous

the impossible
becomes
more spurious

the winner
becomes
more victorious

it is what colours
our reality
with yen

displaces us
from zen

it is why
we keep
waiting
for
when…

The coincidence

Coincidence shall i believe in your incidence?

i cannot refrain
from quietly wondering
at what a hope-tinged mystery you remain…

Your haloed appearance
beckons so kindly..
and i attempt with gradual bravery
to delight in your happy providence…

are You
a sign revealed?
a prayer heard?
a moment blessed?
a door newly opened?
or a window letting
in a light from up above?

a little chance perhaps
to close my eyes…
to open my heart…
and surround myself
in Your sweet
and much awaited
embrace