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

We meditated on the beach a little after sunrise
dawn poured gold over the ancient pages of the
Bhagavad Gita

As David read from that sacred text
seagulls paused mid-air and sand pipers
stood transfixed
pearls spilled from his lips the
very ocean blue lips of Lord Krishna

“Realize that which pervades the universe and
is indestructible; no power can affect this unchanging,
imperishable reality”
“The body is mortal, but He who dwells in the body
is said to be immortal and immeasurable” ~ Bhagavad Gita

I too listened enrapt, eager to learn more
the Sea rushed anxiously towards us
lapping at our feet
its pounding surf resembling the mighty five horse drawn
Chariot of Sri Vasudevaya

Just then...
Krishna Janardhana blew His conch
rays of the morning sun ignite a brilliant halo
crowning His head

“This infinite joy of union with the Lord
is easily attained by those who are free from
the burden of self-will and established
within themselves.” ~Bhagavad Gita

I think I will read a sacred book
tonight
reminisce on His glories
recount the incredible leelas
of the Lord
then I will sweeten my heart
with songs to my beloved
anything that will bring You
closer
quiet the baying hounds
comfort the lost souls
light a candle in the darkest
hours before the
golden dawn

I cupped the cool, refreshing, water
pulsing down from the shower head
in my palms
trying to imagine how the
First Americans felt as he or she
cupped the pure, pellucid, untainted water
drumming down
from pristine waterfalls, snow-fed mountain streams
and Heaven itself

Looking out with spacious vision
upon an innocent, nascent America
prancing like a young buck across
the ****** frontier,
expansive, unsullied wilderness

Robed in white feathers of angels
our Native Ancestors guarded and protected
the precious resources of this land with Eagle Eyes
and soaring Compassionate Spirits

Their soft soled moccasins walked in beauty
and left no scars or tracks in the winter snows
under full corn moons
Council fires crackled while
animals and men sang praises to
The Great Spirit and Mother Earth
promising mutual cooperation and respect

From every point on the planet the Sun's voice
could be heard:
"The journey of Life though this world
harmoniously follows a path through the stars"

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Last night I took
a Selfie with God
sakura blossoms
fell from our hearts
in dazzling pink swirls

a ruby cameo
glistened on the moon's
pearl white *****

And when I saw His face
reflected in the satin black
patina pools of my eyes

the misty tears wouldn't stop...

Our starry silhouette
embracing the twilight
solitaire skies

Wild amethyst morning glories awaken by the sea
an avalanche of white waves rush to the shore
zebra shadows dance across
the phosphorescent beach
and God's heart beats inside the
transparent chest of a jelly fish

I listen to the ocean sing
cresting jeweled tides
crescendo
rise and fall
our footprints and all we think we are
vanish
without a trace

Love's ineffable breath
sweeps me out to beauty

You're smoking that cigarette
makes me sad
I watch you from the
lobby window of the hotel
framed with crocus plants
breathe in smoke stacks
pillars of poison
puffing into azure ozone
your once pink lungs
crumble like crematory ash
prayers gush from my heart
put out the fire

inscrutable mountain buddha
you have buried potent seeds
of your passion
in my heart's quivering
wet petals
red robed monks
carry my spirit on
a celestial palanquin
down a strange river
singing bowls, mist
and the flute's oblong scry
silently my Soul
chants your
name

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

smoke ringed whisper
luminous swan
glides unseen
across a pale, misty, phantom pond
i glimpse my rippling reflection
and for a breathless moment
lightning pierces the crouching shadows
a labyrinth of stars spirals out of control
on my belly a red cobra rising
I spread my hood heavenward

Open portal of Your endless eye
...........
a ray of light
slips through the keyhole

From the navel of God
I swirl forth
helix petals unfold
the dew of His love
glistens
in the naked morning mist
sun splashes across daybreak
I fan out my wings
like an eagle
expand my chest
take a deep blue bugle breath…
exhale peace, love and good wishes
a sweet fragrance
just for you

White like the North
and the cold places on the earth
my great grandfather was fond of
over-proof *** and
caribbean sailor blue waves

His Nigerian goddess bore him
nine children
pretty little barefoot toffee skinned children
scampering through sugarcane fields
and tall tropical grasses
the lilting sound of their voices
playing on balmy breezes

My Aunt Glo remembers him well
strolling about with his switch and
stiff upper English lip
he governed the immense rural
Jamaican plantation in St. Elizabeth
around the end of the Nineteeth century

Everyone called him Pupa and his
wife Muma

I don't know much about Muma
except that her mother was an
enslaved person and that she
had to tolerate the insult of ritually
hiding her mixed children when
Pupa's mother, Lady Bush
flounced into town with her entourage

There is an old photograph of
the two of them:

Muma in white frock seated,
her eyes drooping brown sparrows
Pupa with his switch, pocket watch
and far away eyes

Sometimes I wish I could
see into the future
gaze Like Nostradamus into
a pool of flaming water
Tomorrow disrobing
disclosing all her hidden secrets
how seductive it would be
to lift the fluttering veils
between worlds seen and unseen
read the destiny of uncharted stars
soft multi-colored gaslights glimmering
across the vaporous ethers
but then I ponder
in my heart
to what avail would all
this be if I don’t know


who I am


the vast person
enthroned within
who answers to a thousand names
and no name
The One in which
the sun, moon
planets, whirling galaxies,
universes
humanity and all
that exists animate
and inanimate
moves, breathes and
has its being

I covered your wound
with a piece of my heart
what will it take to
stop the bleeding
here is my love
don’t be afraid

when our lips meet
radiant petals burst open

Drink in the Light
of the sun

Beloved
You held me
underwater
indefinitely
blue skies and dazzling outer space
flooded
my lungs, body, mind,
and spirit

this was no mere death
nor ordinary passing
but the birth of
something far greater
too vast to adequately describe

There is a new constellation
in the luminous heavens
it spans the entire prism
two starry lovers
enshrined
wedded in an eternal
inseparable embrace

your long white swan's
neck reposes
soft upon my breast
as if listening to
my heart
and the wings of
spirit fluttering
close

Summer rains
wash away
the past
swirling eddies
wrinkles on the
face of time
engulf the flooded streets
flush down drains
into helpless, toothless oblivion

Yesterday so festive
bright and gay
transformed into the blackened wick
of an extinguished
birthday candle
I stare into the mirror
at my fluctuating image
undaunted

Swami
I will lose my jazzy eyes
soft, supple skin and rockabilly curly hair
my body identity that I am so comfortable with,
all that I think I am - has to Go!
And with it the paraphernalia that defines
me as Sonya Ki

This is truth
absolute fact
Lord of Time, the Cosmos
everything that was, is and will be
promise me one boon
Heaven, hell and earth
may pass away
Shiva may breathe
us up in one cosmic snort
when the dust and ash settles
and fresh winds blow
across another dream wave
forming

All is not lost

This is my wish upon Your star
I must never forget
by no means
without exception
ever lose awareness
of You
Beautiful God

Will you kiss my heart tonight Lord?
And make me bloom lushly
like the lotus moon rising over
a barren and lifeless desert

how I languish in the scattered funeral
petals of another orphaned day
seeking only Your radiance and
those luminous orbs that dance
around the sun forever

Who can love me like You—God?
robed in a long dark dream
I wait in the orange embers
of Your Presence
for the only caress that
really matters
the only kiss
that truly endures

There's a red tinged
Shiva Moon
adorning the night sky
honeycombs drip in
the sweet sultry air
My Lord is close to me tonight
His starry raven robes
cover me with pure enchantment
I am a tender whisper
in His heavenly caress

Sunset embraces me
with flashing coral yellow
and scarlet arms
I tie open
the flap on my tent
flooding the interior
in warm sultry hues
soon stars and moons
rush in
dancing with
nocturnal shadows
and dreamtime spirits
songs of ancestors
well up from earth’s
mysterious womb
we pass the calumet pipe
and sing our visions

Thunder answers my body's
sweet tremor
blue light flashes all around me
rain clouds so dark, full
and amorous
I lie close to the earth
pining for Your celestial touch
like the tall grass, the four winds,
and all the lost flocks roaming
this sorrowful star

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(Dedicated to our dear bhakti friend and kindred spirit
Catherine Jansen)

Catherine dances
around the cremation grounds
with the Nagi, Sadhus of Lord Shiva
skulls and snakes dangling from
their fearsome necks

Her unique eye is able to
behold beauty in the
dreadful and sublime

Cat's heart belongs to Banaras
also known as Varanasi, Kashi
City of Temples and Light
to die in Banaras is considered auspicious
and augers salvation

With Love and Compassion of the
Divine Mother
Catherine showers happy gifts
on orphaned street children
Clutching Barbie dolls and flashing
brand new dental smiles
they dance with her along the Ganges

Catherine dances with an all seeing camera
in her hands
Zooming in
and
Zooming out
of the sacred, human, transcendental experience

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Too many indigo tears

The Ocean
hides them beneath
her broad blue checkered apron

White capped waves skirt across
a memory
an act
drowned
long forgotten

Vomiting up
salt and brine
debris that won’t
stay down

Resurfacing, beached
upon
tomorrow


An
old shoe
someone once
wore

with breath you found me
wandering, wading along the
turquoise silver shoreline
of your eyes

as if in a dream developing
at high tide
the amazon cobalt thighs
of the ocean moans your name
gushing, churning up sea foam
and glistening sand

tows us out to vastness
no land beneath our feet
nothing to hold on to
not even each other

evening bells ring
silent vespers
call to prayer
the earth lays her
head on Heaven's breast
our tears mingle with the rain
and the huddled gray masses
and I know even my faint
whisper can be heard
I love you

Chant the name of Narayan Chant the name of Narayan
Chant The Name of Narayan
Praise the name of the God you adore
Chant the name of Narayan
Listen to the flute enchanting blue Lord
Listen to the call of God
He is Ram, Krishna, Bhagavan
Sai Infinite one

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In the city of my heart
I have gathered paradise
close to my *****
loose blossoms fall
like strands from well kept tresses
love smitten lips plant
wild unkempt kisses
unbridled fireflies
a thousand fold
on evening's glowing face

My heart splashes ruby
like red sunsets
and God’s heart
dripping in slow puddles
across the scarlet horizon

Embraced
by a love wider, deeper than
the entire cosmos
and the sum total of existence
we lose all trace of fear
surrender to surging
vermillion seas within

and leave

crimson kisses,
lipstick stains
on
white satin clouds

in the mirror
I see your face
superimposed
pieces of starlight
that dazzle a quiet
dark lake
You puzzle
my quivering heart
fragments of me
fit perfectly
joyfully, ecstatically
into
you.....

How we light up the night sky!

I'll meet you at the footbridge of my heart
Beloved Sai Krishna
Sleep has abandoned me
Amrit is flowing
my heart too full
white moon comes in sweet waves
Lotus blossoms open shyly
Silver swans glide past peacocks robed
in mermaid blue
Chitta Chora
We'll light puja lamps and set them afloat
like a million twinkling stars
on the Ganges

Swami~
The Ocean cast  garlands of pearls
at your Lotus Feet
Varuna the Sea god knelt  in awe
I stand in that vast azure temple
surrounded by a choir of waves
all singing Your divine name
while the morning sun performs arathi
the earth and all its inhabitants bow
robed in light

I don't know the
shape of things to come
the day opens like a
wild exotic flower
exuding the fragrance
of Your presence
my heart has found You
after long, long searches
here and there
Bhagavan
To feel You near
is my life's whole purpose

The passions of my youth
have subsided

Like rivers flowing
towards an iron karmic sea

Chastened, clarified, sublimated, channeled
into the Ocean of Nectar

I am baptized in
Your Holy Sweetness

Reborn in Your
Pure Ambrosial Love

I sat with my Lord under
a shaded oak tree in sweet solitude
a cool breeze blew through the halo of His hair
and the butterfly flutter of His soft saffron robes
gently blessed the pining earth
every now and then the intoxicating aroma of jasmine
wafted from His holy skin
luminescent swans in His lotus orbs, floating on
the pure, pellucid streams of Eternity
sailed straight towards me as we gazed
transfixed into each others flying saucer eyes
He laughed at my dazzled enchantment
and whispered in coaxing tones
"Sing for me little one"
pressing the melodious murali flute to His
dainty lips
transported us to the Highest Heavens.......

There is a peculiar lightness
I have observed that appears
to increase with age

On the anniversary eve of my
70th natal year
I glance towards the
Western horizon
stars all lit
stellar candles beckon

My breath, Pneuma
with gilded wings and
golden vessel
longs to explore the
vaster regions of self

Constellations dangle
Happy Birthday across
the Bright Unknown

I wait......

A vacant silk sari
fluttering, flickering,
in the fiery sunset dusk

this King Cobra...electric eel
draped across my shoulders
and the mercury rising
there is a tunnel
I know
where we can go and
make mad love to God
lay across the starry tracks
with me
short circuit...
pull the plug on this dream

I think we are afraid of the vastness
we fear the vastness
the wild untamed beauty of our true nature

The other day at twilight,
I was traveling with my niece, Carina
down St. John's Heritage Highway
the view was absolutely breathtaking
no houses, no development, no people
just vast stretches of old Florida

As we paused to look at the primeval vista
my niece said she found it unnerving - the vastness

I told her I loved it because it reminded me of meditation
losing awareness of our limited, ordinary self
we enter an inexplicable vastness, primordial void
people-less, formless, infinite

We feel eternal truth rushing through our veins
We are part of a larger picture
greater than anything we can imagine

In the starry arms of the blossoming Universe
we rest safe, secure and loved forever

I feel good today
because I am conscious of You
there is nothing clouding my mind
Hari
my feet are dancing along the Sathwik path
a crystal mala dangles from my fingers
I drank the elixir of your sweet name
this morning
as did the Blue jays and Catbirds
in the garden
even our kitty cat Rama purrs
Sai Ram… Sai Ram… Sai Ram

my Lover has cast me
in cold cruel stone


embalmed my burning kiss
encased my telltale heart
and warm caress in
mummy wrappings


buried me alive
with the dawn red blush
of His breath still stinging
my nostrils


left for dead when He is not near
a black ghost garbed in night
and moaning gusts


only the bloodshot gaze of Shiva
only

My lips adore the sacred feet of Hari
i shower rose petals and sweet blossoms
over the path that leads to
His door

His lovers are as numerous as
the sands of the beach
still He loves them all
equally

I anoint
His feet with my tears
and nectar from my heart
flows unceasing

The holy feet of the Lord
promises to
purify my
negative qualities
and fills the chalice
of my Spirit with
new wine

Only the blessed feet
of my Beloved can carry
me safely, unscathed across the
churning, turbulent ocean

Whither we can rest free
and unencumbered
on the shores
of His everlasting embrace

Death is at the door
He is knocking loudly
Quick light a candle
Go within……
lets not waste a second
on anything other than
God Realization
Self Realization

we look straight ahead
carrying baskets
on our heads
fruits of our labor
our hips sway
along the dusty brown roads
we stop to share
a taste of kindness with
fellow pilgrims in need

A honey bee wished me

Happy Mother's Day

buzzing close to the white lotus gardenia

pinned in my hair

We had all gathered in the

Buddhist Poornachandra listening

to the Thai Monk give an elevating discourse

Monk Tee discussed clinging

as a source of our suffering

And the Buddha did say

"Desire is the cause of all suffering"

He distinguished between the

different types of craving

eloquently revealing a

higher wish which was

the desire to do and spread

goodness and love

I thought about how Bhaktas

cling to Mother God the source

of all nectar and life

"Happy Mother's Day Sai Maa"

I whispered, "You are everything to us"

Hari
the blind bride
follows the eternal vision of
Your Divine Presence and
the ecstatic flute
enchants her deaf ears
only Your Name escapes
from lips mute
and tongue tied
in sweet knots
the earth and all the blazing planets
spin senselessly, obliviously past her,
safe in Your awesome arms
complete
in Your endless embrace

She... Is

Easter lilies
regal, porcelain goblets of nectar
enthroned on my Kitchen counter
remind me of the Master Jesus'
ascent into Divinity

Pain, torment, gloom of Good Friday
Dark moment when He pleaded with Elohim
to remove the cup of poison from His lips
have passed away

Surrendering His mortal dread,
physical identity
He knew in the nucleus of His being
the Mysterious Truth
we shall alll come to know

Our inherent, indestructible
immortality and divine status

Instead of a crown of thorns
we place on Sweet Jesus' head
A Crown of Lilies

winter has come early
solitude blankets
the frontier and hinterlands
of my soul
all the birds have flown south
taking warm breezes
with them
not to be outdone
solace of human
companionship has also fled
like long, lanky shadows
leaping across a high mountain
only the dark red eyes
of the cave
lit up by
an innermost
flame
stares
transfixed
motionless
expanding into
the empty night

from the limits of my white cocoon
fine spun dreams,  predilections
and myriad desires
I perceive the world
and sadly it ends at the tip of my
nose
O how I long to rip off these
wretched mummy wrappings
and not have to listen to one more
funeral dirge
or see a tear fall from a grief
stricken eye
my anguished soul flails
wings clipped, bound hand and foot
inside a corporeal coffin

while a delicate butterfly prays for the strength
and faith to live if only for a
day in the bright expansive
colors of its True Self

With his usual Feng Shui flare
delicately, David snipped the
yellow antique rose
waiting expectantly in the garden
pouring water into an elegant vase
he carefully created a
refreshing, attractive arrangement
for our kitchen counter

It was such a perfectly formed rose
its central saffron petals appeared
as golden palms folded in prayer
and the outer petals rejoicing
we decided it deserved an exalted place
on our new cocktail table

I was busy preparing an Asian lunch
crisping the deep seaweed green nori sheets
I sprinkled finishing touches on a dish
of stir fried brown rice with steamed asparagus

As we graced the luscious, fragrant, yummy food
my eyes fell upon the sunlit rose
In many traditions it is said that
what we see and hear as we are eating is also
imbibed

If the ambiance is peaceful
and visually charming
perhaps with the added benefit
of some soothing music
we are literally eating
beauty
and more importantly
we also
bloom with beauty and harmony