leaving the parking lot
i see a little hare
making his misty-eyed way into
the undergrowth framing the concrete,
where near the highway, morning greenery is exhaling.
it is small,
--intoxicating to see such
in the midst of
home depots, city buses, roughriders fans.
--makes my [aniruddha] heart soar.
Saw a hare today so close I heard it breathe
ran straight by me then looked back
showing me how fast it can run
faster than anyone
follow me if you dare it's eyes shone
orange ringed bright speed and light
she won't hide and she won't fight
she'll just run
fastest thing in her fields
spring comes soon
dogs and guns
she'll keep running
in the mountains of virginia there live a little hare
he could play a banjo and played it everywhere
he had a country rhythem and little dancing feet
people came from miles around to hear is country beat
he just love to play and give the crowd a show
he would play all day until it was time to go
then he would take a bow and wave the crowd goodbye
then of again he went beneath the sunset sky
I bow to Lotus Feet, which gives me eternal peace
I am incomplete without your compassion
you healed my heart when it was thrown and shattered
you picked me up when I struggled to get through
you gave me hope when it seemed so out of reach
I am nothing without you
Where ever I go, found not alone
your glorious touch was always with me
Nectar drop of Gita, feels presents of yours
O! my Lord Krishna show me the light on my path
your Flute stirs the Universal Consciousness
And Gita enchants the Transcendental Consciousness
O! Lord of the whole Universe, Omnipotent Master of all
Grant me a glimpse of Thyself,Be pleased to come and live inside me
By : Karunakar Saroj
(In the love of Lord Krishna)
“hare krishna hare krishna krishna krishna hare hare hare rama hare rama rama rama hare hare”
There's a Tale of hare
named Bugs, wisecracking
who raced against
a Tortoise green.
Mercedes grey speeding
a schlepping spect,
a North Face jacket
on fruitcake's trek.
Neither racers strangely
notice that child
born on dented stripes,
by side road way.
Is life a sacred race?
a finishing face?
Dying memories trace
a cove and net
lacing U and who?
What's up Doc?
I hear your voice
who's love does bare.
False Saffron leiter
extort and retorts weiter!
baiting babies to finish fear.
A cartoon film
skipping and tear
telling a child's tale
reel ending here.
there was little hare and he just long to be
a shining knight in armour back in history
riding in a joust with a big long lance
riding on his steed as it began to prance
then a fight with swords clashing in the sun
this would be a challenge and give him lots of fun
sitting round the table like proper knight
with a feather in his hat very big and bright
then he would go to sleep in a great big tent
and think about his day and how his day was spent
Glass gambles on the stakes
and furrows find a hare -
leaf-locked wood in earnest makes
a hollow to despair.
Harold climbs and stands abranch
upon the ancient oak -
an Irminsul to hoist his rank -
against the harrowed Volk.