I Love You

I Love You

I Love You

I don't say this

nearly enough

This is my mantra

my colorful prayer-wheel
orbiting

encircling

the planet called
 earth

I Love You

I Love You

I Love You

pluck the glad strings of my
heart
kind One
while I rest in Your lap
beneath Diana’s Grecian moon
and the dulcet notes of Your Love
no worldly words
no hidden petitions or agendas
only the
sound of Your holy breath
blowing soham
soham…soham

I am He

The Universe is our Kamasutra
constellations, red tailed comets
brilliant devas, divine horsemen
prance through the galactic playground
everywhere and in everything
our eyes behold a starry courtship

Romance impregnates the very air
we breathe

billowy breezes caress our bodies
and the sun does not hesitate
to shower us with burning kisses
mysterious lady of the coven night
cools the passions of the day
with dreamy moonlight and
soft melody

Innocent, pristine
we experience, explore and
enjoy the sacred foreplay
blooming in the garden
of our chakras

So vastly turned on
feeling  high
expansive
all inclusive

How can we contain the
bliss that courses
through every particle
and atom towards its
ultimate collective
consummation

Lord Shiva and Goddess Parvati
locked forever in the throes of Love
“Spirit and Nature dancing together”

it’s the strangest thing
everyday I suffer from
amnesia
some sort of blackout
I can’t remember….
can’t quite grasp…
something I’ve forgotten
a faint shadow haunting the
outer limits of consciousness
I open my eyes and the
world rushes in
deliciously, sensuously
like the hypnotic aroma
of arabica coffee beans
and other seductive
voluptuous, delectable
tantalizing novelties

So, I chant Your name
light candles, meditate and
pray I’ll remember

who I am

I’ll meet you tonight
in my starry body
galaxies spinning across
our path
hasten beloved
life is unpredictable
and the next moment
is not promised
teach me the sacred art
of loving now

The New Year stretches its arms
towards us
fresh, clean scent of green pine needles
and wishes for happiness
surround shiny, glittering faces
of people in Times Square and
all across the globe
like Christmas ornaments still
hanging from a tree
and candles glowing on
windowsills
I don my flashy sequined New Year’s hat
cross my legs in lotus pose
with a prayer on my lips
and hope in my heart
wait for the dazzling ball
to drop

Peace of Christmas
suffuses the
bhajan hall
settling like snowfall
over the manger in Bethlehem

Its no wonder
on my way to kirtan
a white car dashed in front of me
embossed over its rear view window
was the Om glittering forth
reminiscent of snow crystals
softly descending from
the lofty Himalayas

Certainly this was turning out
to be quite a
magical evening
there was a hint of Sai in the atmosphere
although the devotees were sparse
we sang our hearts out
Yuletide hymns and Hare Krishna

Carolers on the door steps of God