sanctuary

I looked through the fumes of the mirror
deep into your eyes
and only then I knew to differentiate
these smokey lines of my own face
from yours
seeing the shine of my pupils
engraved in an old picture
perpetuating in yours
like an orb of grace
expanding in pastel light
oozing away
freckles of desire
unmanifest
as if traces of contractions
of a galaxy conceived
deliquesces into its unborn unity

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The anatomy of letting go

When it comes to forgiveness
In truth there is not a single body
to be forgiven except for your own
Let go of that self with an inner smile
Let these very subtle flocculation dissolve in the pipelines
By inner knowledge
and flow Down the back
drawing the borders of the levator scapulae
On Both sides of the neck
where both lines shall meet to run down
through the gutter of the cervical curve
A clearing and space created for it by compassion and
Skin Replaced by the regenerated cells of the mind purified
And that pseudo-self delivered from the sacrum to the bosom of mother earth
with a truthful farewell.

Keep it like a Jewel

likeajewelhesaid

like a jewel – ink and pencil on paper – 21×29,7 cm

Like jewels he said
Unknowing
I kept these last two
like jewels

The unchanging gift
of the grandeur tree

Aging

through the
unchanging change
of the seasons…

in the garden of tales

with Roses
A cherry tree
An owl
A weasel
A pomegranate tree
A well
A frog
An apple and a plum tree
A snake and an urchin
And the peculiar birds in a row:
A laughing bird
A singing bird
A napping bird
A rushing bird and
A guarding bird
The last one also
gives them many changing tasks
using verbs
and they become many
also disappear sometimes
as if there hasn’t been any

And of course
The bees!
Spiders too
strange insects too

Sometimes
A cat passes
not always!
changing its shape and color
each time it passes
I know
it is the cat

Sometimes people visit
Not always

changing the place
of the fireplace
by the season
from outsides
to insides and then again
from insides to outsides

And an an orphan dog
abandoned there
by one of such people
that he trusted
and if there would be a chance
He would trust again

He is always there nowadays
Alone mostly
sheltering
in my shadow

and Only he knows
where I have been hiding

In the shadows of the shadows

which also stays

Even though
Leaves change
Branches change
Creatures change

And
will stay
As long as he is there
Looking for love

cause My shadow
made of
a heart
of dreaming him like a jewel 
from beyond a far far Land –
Shadowless

Now

Our secret is your secret
Our secret is my secret
your secret and my secret is
Our secret

 

notes: I heard the story of the dog from my sister. It saddened me . Hoping the light of this poem will bring love and warmth to this lonely dog far far away and it will and it does.

Such is our lives hiding at times in a shadow of words coming from limited knowledge that can bind us until we liberate by seeing  the truth within , the light within, the only light and convert that source of bondage to a source of liberation.

Phew! Game over

well it seems they all know that I know by now
-laugh-
as both
the girl and the boy disappeared
-clearing the throat-
but no hard feelings…
We all had fun in the end
-sigh-

Such futile games
Such silly games
We wish to play
with ourselves
at times
until
We can pick up the essence

***

Submerged into the peace
of this endlessly lingering
mantra
remaking me

in my ears

reshaping dehinaḥ
I delve into that universe
or I

Beyond and above
My eyes shine
same as the sunrise
Beyond skies
and clouds

but

My life story
in this body and place
as if it’s hers ..still
and she
is a residual trace

Oh dear one
one and the only one

If you have asked
the password
I’d have given you
at once
willingly
Instead of
it
manifesting
as your karma

Oh dear one
my
one and the only one

I shall whisper you
in the ear
like a mantra
until you wake up
in another dream
in which
I am not.