I don't ask for much
a kiss now and then
To be spoken to
with reverence and kindness

My throat is somehow
not speaking its truth
these days
just a succumbing to every
whim but mine

and nothing to show for it
but this lousy t-shirt
that says "life is good"
It can't be that easy
where are the t-shirts
that proclaim the truth

*"Life is good as long as you
don't have a clue about anything.
Life is a conglomerate of
contradictions at which we all should
strive to embody the center of nonduality
for true inner peace."

It was difficult to
rewrite one's own death―
on parchment paper. The cloudburst,
had washed away your writ.

The cadaver turns around
and talks. Faith and fire going together.
A flickering light from the brown
eyes, would tell about Advaita. The
nonduality of pain and body.

You can become painless―
if you leave the physical and
watch yourself intently.

Captivity crumbles. You want
to make sure, the bread does not
come between desire and grief.

What is nonduality?..she asked..
The Truth lies in this:
words are inadequate to explain
That which she already knows..!

There is a backing away
from our habitual entanglements
with the world out there
and this question arises:
Who is reading these words..?

Remembering our school years
and life's many classrooms
this vital question
was quite amazingly
never asked..

Seemingly overlooked
was our Self as witness
to each lesson learned..
The price of avoidance of
naming and experiencing

That which we always have been:
we accepted our brokenness
forgetting our identity
as Wholeness.. as Oneness
as.. I am...

Sacred tree
Sitting alone
In a dream

Its arms folding
Onto the beams of light
The dream is asleep

It speaks a thousand tongues
In and out of its being
Through the blood it drank

In this realm of beauty
Being a part of grace
It seeps into you and me
Fueling the voices of our pain

The sacred tree speaks...
It was once nothing
Through the endless being
It became something

Nonduality, duality
Existence and essence
All are moving and being
Living and dying
Loving and hating

Without time