Trust your hands

No , not the self professed divine ,
which needs the myth of divine
to survive with selfishness ,
trust tour hands
to churn out the truly divine
and mind to savour it.

akash

Like the color of mehendi

Consistency is like
the color of mehendi ,
a lot like love dipped in care ,
can be seen only when it is properly soaked in .

akash

Remembering a "gift"

One of the best gifts
I gave to my child .....

" a fairy tale told
ever so softly
to put him to sleep ..."

hoping that an imprint of it would be replayed whenever needed ....

akash

It has been a while now.....

It has been a while now
since I visited the rocks on the westend beach ,
it has been more than a while now
since I saw them dazzle in sunlight ,
sparkle with conversations
of friends , lovers , aquaintances ,
soulmates in bubbling youthfulness
or with mature silver streaks ,
holding hands ,
sitting together on the rocks ,
watching the golden Sun
kiss the waves
in an unhurried rhythm .....

akash

The debate goes on .....

Looks like the mind and body are at variance ,
they have decided to take different positions of the on going debate ,
they have decided to look at different sides of the truth ,
they have given their hearts to different realities ,
now , the only question bothering them is
as to how they will live to be one forever ?
or are the differences only cosmetic ?
is it o.k. to feel differently like citizens in a true democracy ?
The debate goes on ......
akash

I don't see limits

Not now ,
not today ,
not the day after ,
not here ,
not there ,
not me , not you ,
I don't see limits
when my heart is melting ...

akash

In search of divine

Do we really need to see divine in mundane ?
Time has perhaps come when we need to create
with not just words ,
but with our hands , head and feet ,
divine out of all that we are left with ,
all around .....

akash

Path to peace

The path to peace
is lined with wars ,
struggles ,
to achieve
a semblence of equality ,
trustworthiness ,
a feeling of
being human
without masks .

akash

Laws of life

If I look ahead ,
move ahead ,
I am just obeying
the laws of life ,
if I leave behind
the burdens
that I cannot bear
I am being
honest with life ,
if I follow
my own sense
of right and wrong
it just means
I have a conscience ,
my first accountability
is to my own self ,
a truth as clear
as beautiful
as a freshly formed
crystal lattice
diffracting
the light
as brightly
as it can .

akash

Like one of the three Magi ......

Increasingly I feel
as light hearted as one of the three Magi ,
finding the other two will itself be exciting ,
there are signs
but I am most excited about my own discoveries ,
a new vibration everyday ,
a new arch everyother day ,
a new bountiful slice of life everyday
under the star filled sky ,
an endless journey
that does not look back .

akash

And to stay there .....

O to be back ,
to return ,
to the simplicity ,
to the joy ,
to the love
that life really is
and to stay there
forever ......

akash

Empty

The view is full
of unspoken beauty ,
green silence spreads
as far as the mind can see ,
still an emptiness
a slow , searing and haunting
emptiness seeps
like the scent
of a full blossomed
white lily .

akash

Yet another Ocean

Will I ever have the words
to say what it is
to be with you , the Ocean ?
Watching the waves swing ,
sparkle . play
with the wind
and the sky ,
the sheer joy
of being with you
draws out a song ,
so many songs
breaking ,
forming ,
living
yet another ocean .

akash

Distant , drifting

A boat
distant and drifting ,
hazy
through the
threading drizzles ,
sound steadies
trickle of the shower ,
a slow fading ......
only blue
vast , full blue ........

akash

A limit without limit

A long semi-circular , almost invisible line ,
perhaps unreal ,
where the ocean merges with the skyline ,
or appears to ,
a measure of the distance our hearts can reach
when free ,
totally free to fly with the winds
that gently caress the surface ripples .

akash

A question

The branches , the leaves
dance in ecstasy .
Was it them
or the wild west wind ?

akash

Now

Today merges into yesterday
reality disolves into unreal
here we are
holding the transition close
holding each other close
trying to make sense of it all
ushering in a now ,
a dawn , a life still being made .

akash

Color of Sun

What is the color of Sun ?
You will know only when
you look at the fields in full bloom
swaying in the wind without a care
on a bright sunny afternoon .

akash