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After what seemed  eons he heard her saying this,         gently patting his chest         and wistfully looking         at his withered rose petal lips                       "You need to slow down,                         be incisive, gaze, just not                               with two physical eyes                                 master your senses, all five                         if you want to see clearly                       what truly transpires                 beyond mere words and actions"          those frenzied moments of love, despair whatever, intense he somehow felt part of his, cherished,                  But did they deliver?              never did he regret a GURU's absence                  still hoped in a deeper layer of psyche                            "He would certainly come..won't                               decide against showing up"                       Still he was waiting                            (looking at the directions wrong)                              when she was with him,                                      his lover,finder of path too, for a long while.                               None had ever seized him like this                                    and emphatically said such a thing                                                    Now he could see                                                      more clearly with focus                                             as if the blazing sun appears                                             when the clouds are driven by the winds.              He heard the words of wisdom              a woman like her can better discern                 because his light and darkness reflect                 on her screen of love, better,                                 essence-mind- bliss                               "Sat-chit- Ananda"                               where cosmic waves                               make their presence                At that instance he decides                  to let go pretenses of every kind                        he felt expansion of consciousness                           a feeling words would never learn to express,                          with stars in attendance he slept                       cleansed himself in the waters of milky way               frenetic drum beat of heart               vanished as if he is no more body bound, free to fly anywhere.          wasn't she just predicting that          the slow dance holding the hand          that masterfully guides,            it  begins                             from this moment.
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Apr 1, 2016
Apr 1, 2016 at 8:31 AM UTC
The Find
After what seemed  eons he heard her saying this,         gently patting his chest         and wistfully looking         at his withered rose petal lips                       "You need to slow down,                         be incisive, gaze, just not                               with two physical eyes                                 master your senses, all five                         if you want to see clearly                       what truly transpires                 beyond mere words and actions"          those frenzied moments of love, despair whatever, intense he somehow felt part of his, cherished,                  But did they deliver?              never did he regret a GURU's absence                  still hoped in a deeper layer of psyche                            "He would certainly come..won't                               decide against showing up"                       Still he was waiting                            (looking at the directions wrong)                              when she was with him,                                      his lover,finder of path too, for a long while.                               None had ever seized him like this                                    and emphatically said such a thing                                                    Now he could see                                                      more clearly with focus                                             as if the blazing sun appears                                             when the clouds are driven by the winds.              He heard the words of wisdom              a woman like her can better discern                 because his light and darkness reflect                 on her screen of love, better,                                 essence-mind- bliss                               "Sat-chit- Ananda"                               where cosmic waves                               make their presence                At that instance he decides                  to let go pretenses of every kind                        he felt expansion of consciousness                           a feeling words would never learn to express,                          with stars in attendance he slept                       cleansed himself in the waters of milky way               frenetic drum beat of heart               vanished as if he is no more body bound, free to fly anywhere.          wasn't she just predicting that          the slow dance holding the hand          that masterfully guides,            it  begins                             from this moment.
Journey towards the light of enlightenment is not intended without a Guru, a guide who could take the seeker sure footed through the path. The deep yearning from the giver and the receiver culminates in the mysterious moment of find from both ends.Finding the Guru designated for one is the greatest moment in the journey of the  seeker,chanting "From ignorance  lead me to essence, from darkness take me to light from death lead me to immortality" Some times the Guru one searches endlessly  through long road would spring surprises like this...why not learn the path of truth from one's lover, friend, neighbor, subordinate and be humble?
k-balachandran
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Apr 1, 2016
Apr 1, 2016 at 8:31 AM UTC
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