Passion's Inferno

Like a moth drawn to a flame, It lures 

Like a ship without a sail, it crashes into the wind

Like match set to dynamite, the inevitable explosion tantalizes

Like fire set to a dry forest, undoubtedly the burning consumes

It is thought to be star crossed

Yet it favours clashes of the mighty gods

To know this conflagration you must become the moth

To experience its turbulence you must be sail-less on the sea

To feel the explosion the dynamite must be free to play

To be consumed the forest must be allowed to turn to ashes

There is no contemplating it, 

To know is to be totally immersed in it

The flame is unforgiving

The sea is hopeless to douse it

The explosion will ever set the sparks free

The ashes may later be looked upon with foreboding

Yet there is no power to resist the scalding

Star crossed lovers or nay this is pure fire play

If you kiss the sun you get seared

Open to the heat you come to know the eternal burn

When the embers are doused the memory is set ablaze

Once you stick you finger into the flame

Forever you will feel the sweet pain

The inferno is ever raging

A torrent can never douse it

Even winter's frost is matchless against it

It sizzles it cracks unrelenting and timeless

As time subsides the simmering embers awaits a gust

A zephyr whispers and once again passion's inferno is ignited

Wandering Into the Mist

Feel the heavy shroud of the mist

Never anything conclusive to bite into

Here and there clarity strikes 

Then the mist descends again

Yes its always misty here

We think we know; but what do we know?

Inevitably more questions

Always with more inadequate answers

How the mist hovers!

The desire for clarity burns

Will always burn

The need to know pulls 

A pull as old as time itself

As the perpetual mist lingers

The mind turns, churns, yearns 

In frustrated grasping

For a moment it catches a glimpse

Almost like a whisper

But the mist whispers louder

Many have  probed and fumbled for answers

With slow realization each have surrendered

To the power of the misty nether

A world the mists holds familiar

The Dream is real

Yet what seems real is also the dream

Try to unravel it and you become unravelled

There is no penetrating unless you embrace it

You can embrace the mist but never fully grasp it

No amount of gazing at the stars will reveal the answers

The Trees, they happily hold their quiet council

The ocean always an abyss of mystery and fascination

Who knows the secret of the mist

Zealous guardian of ancient wisdom

Hold still, If you do it lifts for a few

Just enough to be sampled and savoured

Baring the coveted treasures all yearns to plunder

Lo the mist will forever be a wonder

A Paradoxical Paradise

I see aquamarine seas reaching out endlessly to touch sloping azure skies; kissed by dazzling sunshine that caresses the lush ever green coastline

I see vessels of all sizes and dimensions bobbing along aimlessly in the distant waters of a mirror calm shore line

I see twin peaks majestically reaching to the skies  commanding their space as if locked in an eternal bond like true brothers, sons of the  mother earth

I see gawking tourists; mind stopped for an instant in total stillness at such astounding beauty and natural abundance

I see sprawling architecture, signatures of true wealth and opulence; expensive automobiles driven by the privileged; passenger by beautiful ladies decked out in designer attire

I look again...Now! what do I see?

I see shanty towns dotted with mere one bedroom huts 

Dwelling as many as six as they sit around the family pot

I see children in patched trousers run around in boisterous merriment happily embracing life as they toss a jolly game of bat and ball

I see bare bottom toddlers mindlessly bawling from pangs of overdue hunger as worried mothers ponder from where will the next meal be delivered

I see labouring fathers flexing shoulders to the wheel; in deep anticipation that his day's effort will supply the family meal

Yes I see the the contrast that brings a rhythmic merging to

this smorgasbord of activity and color that is the true signature of  this paradoxical paradise a definite sunshine treasure

Regal Moon

 

 

Oh how majestically you wave your wand

Commanding the endless heavens

Naught a single Cloud 

To obscure your regal presence

Cool breeze rustling the night air

Relentless waves lapping against the shore

Silent trees leaves gently whispering their tune

As you mother moon lovingly observes your vast domain

Like the crowned royal of the night

Regally sitting on your heavenly thrown

Commanding your realm from on high

Generously letting your light shine forth

There you sit silently and graciously watching

As your bewitched subjects surrender to

The spell you're so effortlessly weaving

Silently you stole through the night

Enchanting all creatures with your fairy magic

Now in the far west alas you take a bow

As you surrender gracefully to the creeping light of dawn

Etherial Lover

After eons of watching and waiting

A door opens up, the mind is captivated

With little effort body and mind now sated

Relax; set the heart free; feel the pulse elevated

 

Like a master alchemist

Casting and weaving daily magick

Mind sucked in; could this be tragic?

All thoughts seduced, now rendered a craving addict

 

With explicit words delicately honing his craft

Passionate thoughts soar, raging heart laughs

Drowning in the abbess replete with yearning

Looking yonder, the call to distant shores burning

 

With closed lids imagination prance

Coming together so surreal; alas it's only a trance

Passion devours the soul, the mind ponders a chance

Knowing full well it's only a fanciful dance

 

Now the rhythm slows, as hearts grow close

Sharing deep secrets never uttered before

Though separated by yon great distance

Trusted presence, calms the soul's resistance

 

Realization dawns, emotions overrule the thinking

Embracing this ethereal lover; wanton souls mystically linking

Stretched by time and space, reach out to touch the ether

Wondering could this dream be birthed, into a real chapter

 

LOVE is the way Home

 

My mind Screams

My thoughts wander

Wanting conclusive answers

About things untethered
 
Rebellion burst forth
Anxiety harass the soul
Heart constantly afire
With pain untold
 
A sudden dawning
Bam...! I shut the door
My mind grows Still
Alas my heart grows cold
 
As time subsides
A harsh realization
 With a cold heart
 There's no navigating the flow
 
Now with heart bewailing
Glimmering embers
Forceful in their plea
Demands to be ignited
 
Conviction dawns
Delving deep
Restraint unchecked
Ignite the flame
Let the heart catch fire
 
With Heartfire blazing
The mind reels
Pushed into silence
Powerless to appeal
 
Now the beloved is waiting
With compassion and discerning
Embraces this prodigal
The journey is beginning
 
Peace descends
Hope ascends
 Journey back to the heart
LOVE is the way Home.
 
 

 

 

 

 

Contemplation

 

I am the dream, 

The dreamer and

The dreaming

Nudge me ..aaah I think 

I'm coming awake

I am the thought 

The thinker and 

The thinking 

At times I let my

Mind meander everywhere

 

I am the knowledge 

The knower and 

The knowing

I may know all but

I doubt I know anything
 

I am the beloved

The lover and

The loving

With a smile 

I Embrace everything

I am the Watched 

The watcher and

The watching

In silent looking

I see all things

Yet whenever I'm still

I know that I am no thing

Or maybe I AM everything

 I feel the void

Can you feel it

Tell me is it empty

Or is it overflowing

 

Now I look with my whole being

And know for certain

That which is seen

Is not all there ever really is to behold.