Evolution

Places which I inhabit
Are infected by my Self
The Mind that is evolving
At freedom pace,
Is often inhibited by
The limited bodied Self.
These imprints will 
in time dissolve
My fingers need to be 
the fingers of Man.
And my heart to 
breathe for humanity.
The stream has 
often receded
The land has always 
embraced the bank.
We all shall wait 
for the flood
Where the sleeping land 
embraces the stream
And all the banks are 
flooded- drowned.

~ A

A Traveller Through Time and Space (Written in the Bliss of Creation)

a traveller through time and space
............ a unique soul
stooped over in surprise and happiness
.....  to catch a moment of our love
... through its participation
.........  we say - Our creation ?

a traveller through time and space
............ a unique soul
is knocking at athe door
.......... to be a part of our love
and honest attention
........................ forever

so let us strengthen our bonds
and dip our love in graceful manners
uniting together though distant apart
and pave the way for this traveller
...... who by the very presence
.....  has proclaimed
to theis world .....
that we LOVE.

~A

Search

The search begins
to trace the
face that
bursts into smiles
when next to me.

The search begins....
to find the
one who
to me belongs,
forever/ always.

The search begins...
within the mind
to review
the dreams
you sang aloud.

The search begins...
within myself
for the force
to carry me
to meet her on
another day.

The search remains
when you are near...

Perplexed am I.

~A

Life of a Kiss

Reminiscent of Human Memory

A Joy untold....

Messenger of an emotion

That flowers in a fragrant union

.. and dismisses the Human boundary

The explosion of a thought

into an expression to the final occurrence - a union.

It lasts for a moment 

and holds together the human nature

The breath longs for connection and 

Unchained fears explode to joy

to a rightful claim.

The life of a kiss is just a message

The TRUTH that anoints

a UNITY that Sustains.

~ A.

............... the day the wise man spoke................

The need not felt, expresses itself,

In measures which are forbidden, low.

The love for life had cast its spell,

And deep within the dewy dell,

I brewed dreams forbidden though,

To living shapes and mortals low....  (INCIDENT)

                                      

The life that grew as a tumultuous brook,

In mountain folds and treasured grooves

With prized appearance, lovely sure,

Is bathed in gore from human strife,

and frozen cold and seeks for self,

the hallowed wealth, of human pleasures black and grey..... (YOU)

I cared too much for little things,

And hence was bent with all my strength, for

The gashes sealed and long back healed

with passions from a human shape

erupted now, and pained me to my very core.

And well against the lessons learned, was seeking for a human touch.... (ME)

Unlearning is the law of life

and knowing the wide man’s destiny

The heart is but a touchy thing

Seek for self the inner wealth, not

Treaties from a love secure,

And live by mind that yearns for more, knowing not man’s night and day ...(ADVICE

                                                                                                            FROM THE WISE MAN)

The path today, as ever before

Will make man run till evermore,

As fate – Without has witfully stored.

But life would be a generous fit,

And joys will reel, as never before,

With cravings less and learning more....... (PHILOSOPHY)

The pain that grew and pierced me through,

Though silenced then, (as lions within a golden den)

Awaits for the moment to surge and seek a broken shape

Life has less seeking now,

That seas and winds are forever friends,

For man within his folds does hold, tyrannies from an uncouth mind .... (EXPRESSION)

~A
Sept 1996

Affirmation- Healing Prayer for a tired Soul

This healing prayer was constructed carefully for the young who find it difficult to embark on their journey through Life. 

Reconstructing the HEART with chords of FAITH
Reverberating the MIND with dauntless COURAGE
Reconstructing EMOTIONS with opportunities through LIMITATIONS
and
Blessings to REAP the harvest with the Eyes of TRUTH.

~ A.

True Life

Born to an un-tried Life

With Truth-less flakes of Love

adorned in flesh - Perishing

a shape confirmed as I.

Blooming to the disguised Being

With a nascent touch aglow

Me to a power confirmed

Nature's fastened freshness for sure.

Un-Truth disowned me

- an unworthy son to a worthless father

I yelled and cried on my way

to Truth's Orphanage

Here choices are few

and food enough - only to quench the flaming pangs

But am told the soul survives

It carries its thirst to a Pathless Land.

~ A