The chasm carved
Between us
By the inscrutable Time
Is now
Wider than the universe

Sweet memories
Gently fade
Creating
Voids inexplicable,
The ensuing silence
Surreal

Despite this divide
I peek a boo
At the clouds
Separating us
Looking for a silver lining


© 2017

Riding
A white horse
Sword in hand
His determined eyes
Signal readiness
To fight
A different battle

A campaign
To protect
The globally innocent

Unmanned drones
Deter him not,
His disguises
Continuously change,
Social Media
His new found weapon
To wage this virtuous war

His victory is certain!

© 2017

carved in black granite
consciousness and energy
shiva and shakti
in an androgynous form
performing the cosmic dance

© 2017

Clad in white
He kneels,
At the crowded corner
Of 79th and Madison Avenue

Facing East
Rug neatly laid out
Praying with a fervor
Seldom seen,
To as-Salam
His source of peace

Much
To the chagrin
Of a few Manhattanites
Passing by....

Staring,
Probably wondering:
Could he be a terrorist?

© 2017

with a kung fu kick
inside shaolin temple
ego surrenders

© 2017

every time
you use
the word "I"

dive deep
into your third eye
to pose the question:
who is the real "I"
behind
all these eyes

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to
the enlightened master
who teaches his disciples
the very essence
of true knowledge
through pure silence....

i offer
one bilva leaf
with
all my love

© 2017