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Dona Biju Sep 2017
I want to be protected and sheltered,
Under the shadow of the big strong tree;
Free to wander, and see the stars twinkle;
To see blazing meteorites dash by,
To feel the wind ruffling my hair.
And feel the grass caress my skin.
Just lying under that big tree,
Looking up at the night sky,
Filtered by countless leaves,
Through the branches, free…

I want my mind to be at ease,
To be myself, to be me—
Simply laughing carefree,
As the world passes by...
Free to create music,
To paint the universe,
To see every place in this world,
To see dear earth from outer space,
To just be lost in the dark void,
Happy at being one with eternity...

I want to see people come out
From under awnings into the rain,
Or open their windows and free their pains,
To see shapes in clouds, to smile,
And see the children play awhile.
To sing and dance, to love and share,
To walk down meadows, to feel and care,
Just forgetting what is mine and thine,
To dream of rainbows,
To imagine the sun shine.

I want to love and live in a place,
Where life is fully comprehended;
I yearn for that blissful time,
Where harmony and peace prevail,
When compassion is our mainstay,
Where joy and sorrow are greeted alike,
When we take pride to be alive,
Where creatures and plants
Become our confidants,
When we are all protected:
A sheltered time, full of grace!
One just is the self.
Dona Biju Sep 2017
In the desert
I saw a creature, unclothed, *******,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And devoured it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter—bitter,” he answered;

“But it is ok,
Because it is bitter, and because it is my heart.”
Dona Biju Jan 2016
And now the soul sails, it floats
in a sea of sweet bliss, and then at last
it sinks and drowns in the sea
and does not sense or hear
any accidental sound,foreign or strange.

— The End —