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

Rama's golden arrow
scorches the skies golden
and a song finds its way to
my heart
Krishna's azure blue lips caress
the celestial conch
and a kiss finds its way
to my heart
somewhere over the
doomed horizon
Eternal Life pierces
the terminal darkness
and Bliss finds its way
to my heart.......

all my orifices
are fully dilated
in great expectation
swirling, ballooning out into infinity
like the great womb
fontanel
in the heavens
that holds so
much starry darkness
yet
receives Your Light
beyond measure

even if you can’t believe
in God, a higher consciousness
or immortality
can you at least open your
heart to the basic
unitive, umbilical connection we all share?
******* tears trickling
down your quivering rouge lips
the flavor is familiar
listen to my heart rumbling inside
your spacious chest
and the clap of thunder
as our warm breath fogs
a rain streaked window
we are so much alike...
I sprang ****** and naked
from my mother’s belly
just like you
and it breaks my heart
to see you cry,
suffer, or go hungry
There is so much
love inside of you
dearest
it just overflows
naturally, effortlessly
collectively
into me

Gunga peas calypso
Madly
in my cooking ***
gradually I pour canned coconut milk
into the swirling flavors
of cilantro, garlic and onions


Staring into the rich brown
stew
I can see my Mother grating
coconut meat and hand squeezing
the milk like teats from a cow
(Too much work for me)
creating a traditional coconut rice and peas
dish


She was raised on a farm in St. Elizabeth,
Jamaica
early hours, rugged, hard labor were natural
for the family which included nine siblings
Pauline was a kind big hearted Soul
with ample soft *****
perfect for children
to lay their heads upon
and skin that always seemed
to smell of curry


Burnt sienna Indian complexion
wavy black river hair
and colorful patois accent
painted a portrait
cavorting over the dandy, rolling
goat hooved hills of
Jamaican village peasantry


The Moravian church of England formed
beliefs woven inextricably through
the fabric of her simplistic
innocent existence
our Mom instilled a love of
God in us that was pure and hearty

"Sonya stop your daydreaming"
my Mother's clarion voice interrupts
my avid reverie

"Bumba!" I cry aloud
"I haven't had bammy in eons"

Quickly my fingers Google
Another tasty native recipe

chock full of memories
and cassava root

My Beloved

I've loved You for Eternity
In the Temple of Thebes,
Courts of Cairo
standing on the red horizon
Your golden arms
embraced me
as You rose from Your
starry bed

Aten... Aten

My Soul still remembers
that darling blue boy
with peacock plumes
and heavenly doe eyes
playing hide and seek
over the rustic shamrock
green hills of Brindavin

Krishna... Krishna

My Beloved

Though You've donned
a thousand trillion forms
like a bright star falling
onto the earth
I'd know Your face, those eyes
anywhere

O My Dearest

there is no place
in heaven or on earth
that I'd rather be
than with You
Forever

I danced with my Lord
in all the holy places of
the earth

His golden flute
constant companion of
those rosebud lips
suffused the atmosphere
with inexplicable charm and ananda

Skipping with sheer abandon
of children romping through
summertime meadows
we whirled far from
the riverbanks of the Yamuna

Twin stars, inseparable, indistinguishable
On a clear night, when heaven empties
all her treasures
you may see us with the naked eye
dancing on the star kissed shores
of Eternity

We watch the blossoms
cascade over a high cliff
like sweet snowfall
a whirlwind of
cherry pink kisses
enamors crystal blue
atmosphere
A lover in the sanguine mist
offers his heart
without hesitation
together we cross the
Red bridge to Heaven

Your holy
Name
dances about
red, blue, pink
swirling saris
with You
my arms are
never empty
the moon is full
of silver
and the sun
pours its gold
over us
in the jhoola of
my heart
there is a permanent place
where I swing from dawn to
radiant dusk with my
Dearest Giridhari

When my mind wanders
down lanes devoid
of love
and rabid thoughts pounce
threatening
to devour my heart
I sing Your sweet,
nectarine Name
Hari
Your name is the
lifebuoy
we can cling
to
in
the
raging
whirlpool
downward
pull
of
samsara

On Your prayer white Altar
I offer my throbbing ruby heart
kneeling amidst the lotus flower snows
Ascetic Himalayan mountain cliffs
Ancient Rishis
gaze sagaciously,
chanting Hari Om
we breathe in the rarified incense
of Prema
climbing altitudes
dizzying heights
quartz crystal stars,
sphatik rosaries
at our feet
only Hari exists
and this love
that illumines
the face of creation
Hari Om Dearest God
across the dazzling abyss
in Your arms we dance
numberless candles
inflorescent, incandescent
beyond
the Northern lights



http://www.sairapture.com/hari-om.html

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

Please enjoy a new poetry recording:
(sorry you have to type the address in manually)
http://www.sairapture.com/heart-kiss--ecstatic-poetry-recording.html

The Sadhana of God's Love
is a blissful employment
from rising sunlit tides of dawn
to iridescent dusk


my hymn floods


the rubescent horizon

Spending time with You,

Divine Self


soothes the furrowed brow


heals the broken heart

Lilac shadows steal through the 
Prayer room


delicate footprints
Gods and Goddesses
make their presence
 known


Happily I ignite 
warm, inviting glow
candlight and camphor incense


while settling down softly
in
 the blue meditation chair

my gaze ascends 


venerated, timeless vedic scriptures
unfold
beautiful words, fragrant pinions


waft through the universe
recalling God's majesty and glory

Hari
!

Your myriad names and leelas 

a glorious testament, celebration
to all that is good and virtuous


dances 
across my japa mala


anointing body, mind and spirit

with true peace


Gossamer wings brush
past my flushed face
shimmering in the quicksilver luminosity

I feel You so radiantly near

Yes, it is possible
with dedicated devotion
and spiritual practice
for us to experience the
ineffable Presence of God

how sacred are the raindrops
passage to another world

if I were a raindrop
luminous crystals
window wash the acid sky
and hot sultry earth
**** and span

Drumming down
a fresh start
blessed beginning
for all moccasins to tread
the path of the heart

Sacrificial waters
life giving monsoons
suckle newborn sprouts
feed snow capped
mountain rivers, raging bull
oceans
and the tiny sea inside
a mother’s womb

If I were a raindrop
a merciful tear falling from
God’s eye

We sipped English breakfast tea
its happy flavor
extending beyond the bridge
connecting our eyes
as we lounged on the ship's deck
watching rainbow tie dyed skies
joyfully, buoyantly
dip their breezy bodies
and cloud capped feet
into the Ocean's
huge aquamarine puddle

labor pangs in
my heart
contractions getting closer together…
O Sai Krishna
I have forsaken
the world’s
gloomy, cold, starless womb
the restless octopus mind,
out of control sense desires
that swim endlessly
in goldfish circles

Beautiful raven blue Lord
in throes of eternal love
luminous expansion
hold my hand
as we gush breathless through
the celestial threshold
golden portal

“For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know fully even as also I am fully known.”

1 Corinthians 13:12

Beloved
I am so anguished and ashamed

I have yet to surrender my
trousseau of sense enjoyments,
possessions and attachments

Vasanas, earthly passions
run deep like serpents
beneath my skin
blue green veins of pride,
anger, lust, fear
feed and nourish them

Blissful, chaste companion
when I gaze into pure, limpid
pools of your eyes and
drop my heart into those
starlit wishing wells

108 times

Only one prayer
remains on my bucket list

Tonight I drink the ruby wine
of God’s sublime name
my rosewood mala dangling
alluringly over my fingers
each bead calling Him
each sip of His precious
name a holy grail
a divine elixir
brewed in Heaven’s
vineyard


Drunk on a love
that the world can never
understand
I sing His name
and dance through the
moonlit streets  
with Ramakrishna, Mira Bai
and all the crazy
God intoxicated Saints

God loves, sustains
and protects
all of His devotees
regardless of the
name chosen
to praise Him

inside my global prayer wheel
all the names of God
are humming

I am Allah, I am Jesus
I am Krishna, I am Buddha
I am Jehova, I am Jah,
I am Durga, I am Ahura Mazda
I am Quan Yin, I am Mother Mary,
I am Lakshmi, I am Shiva, I am Brahma
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am....
...................You

Morning dove light peeps
through satin, white window curtains
gently caressing my face
with long amber fingers of Aten

Eyelashes flutter, tiny black feathers
spread their wings
my eyes, twin suns rise
in splendor

I watch from an ancient throne
suddenly realizing:
I AM HERE

Shimmering peacock hues
ripple across the iridescent atmosphere
succulent flavors of a new day overwhelm
my palate as I gulp down each raw, fresh
insatiable experience
bursting forth in plumes of color,
scents and sensation

Yet in the midst of it all like a
clarion bell ringing from a Buddhist temple
Clearly I observe:
I AM HERE

My lover clasps me
to his burning breast
I feel warm breath in my ears
and a warm teardrop splashes
against my ruby cheek
"O sweet boy will you love me forever?"

Spring rains flow into Summer vacations
Winter snow buries Autumn petals
Unaffected My Soul calmly declares
I AM HERE

My breath is shallow
the bubbly stream of life
has dammed up
heavy black velvet drapes
slowly close over a starry landscape
you grip my cold, steel blue hands
and stare into my faraway eyes
your words fall on a distant shore
where roaring tiger waves
pull me out to sea

And although all appears lost and forgotten
Undiminished I remember:
I AM HERE

I've pitched my tent close to
the cloistered stars
where the cool breath of heaven
caresses my cloud capped face
and my heart can exile
her pain in the uninhabited
sterling stillness
no footprints lead to my door
in this endless white tundra
not even an echo enters
silent black pearl
crystallized, suspended
inanimate
exhaled
but I am not lost

Past few evenings

we saw red dragons and

half moon in the sky

but tonight!

Tonight!

phoenix spread

his gold wings across

the Azure dome

In the midst of a dream
as I lay ensconced in
cloistered, quiet log cabin shadows
raindrops one by one pelting
the wooden roof
and musky wet earth

Hardness of my army cot
only increased the deep sense
of loneliness and seclusion
pervading my soul

I thought of beloved Sathya Sai
and grasped onto scraps of bliss
falling into the pool of consciousness

From depths of my anguished being
I whispered, "I Love You"

And! like an echo seeking its one true Love
I heard the voice of precious Baba respond
across electric ethers and swampy
forest dreamlands:

"I LOVE YOU!"

Thick clouds of sweet incense
rise from brass temple bowls
the tiles are cool under my bare feet
rubies fall from the sky, pink rays
across Your altar
O Hari
the moments are drenched in Your
Love
there is no space between us now
Your breath has married mine

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

Swami You have
driven us all mad
with Your bewitching Love
we gather in confused circles
spinning senselessly like
gopi maidens without
Sri Krishna in their arms

Over the barren dust bowl hills
of Parthi the wind
sobs and red eyed rainclouds
weep Your Holy name
even rays of the
sun scan the earth for
a chance to fall once
again upon Your
tender Lotus Feet

Beloved Lord
roll away the
gravestone
from our hearts
the funereal shroud
that hides our
immortal truth
Lift the white veil
and gaze into
lovestruck eyes
eternally wedded
to You

I'm constantly checking myself
out lately
I have to put my self through
a security X-ray check
before I act or speak
what are my real intentions, true motives
and hidden agendas
sometimes a secondary screening
and full pat down is required
suspicious thoughts and
harmful desires
disarmed and replaced
with harmonious, sathwic
virtuous destination

I gaze up at the towering azure peaks
that shelter the sun
and flawless diamond skies that
cradle the moon
and wonder at the invisible
hand that painted all this

I know with absolute certainty...

There is an unseen splendor
that moves through us
at a velocity
beyond the speed of Light

A magnitude that inhabits
our very breath
and shapes our discernible forms

Red rivers of Love flow
through our arteries, veins
our eyes flaming swords ablaze with this
magnificent truth pierces the darkness

Illumines

The Temple of the living God

The milk in your breast has
soured
and silence of desert tombs
echoes through your heart

Those eyes,
once whirling gypsy skirts
mouth red cartwheels, tambourines,
night fires, dark and moist
invite — wilderness

Birds caught on thorns
flail
like arms that reach out to
nowhere
slowly delivering HIM, piece by
piece
to lurking crocodiles

Your children, tiny white candles
gather flowers to fill the chasm
form a human bridge, a link
an aisle for you to walk down
only this time
Alone

Marble eyes weep real tears
Trumpets greet
ISIS resurrected
takes her place, whole, strong
Transcendental
inside the chamber of
Kings

"Jai Jai"
This little voice calls to
her Lord
carrying incense tray
with candle and camphor

There are Souls
roaming the Earth
wept tears and
dark figures mourning

Lord Krishna says
"No, don't cry my dear
light can never die
darkness feels it
can swallow light
but light cannot die"
Om
Jago Jago
Om

Jai!
Winter weary crinkled leaves
dance on the windswept streets

Jai!
Robins have returned
their shimmering red *******
bursting with song

Jai!
Sun's long flaxen arms
gathers roses, lilies and gardenias
from our fragrant garden

Beloved
How can I enchant You
not by fancy hairdos,
red lipstick and kohl lined eyes

Only by a heart perfumed
with love, service and devotion

Only by soft, sweet words and songs
falling like white roses at Your feet

Only by thoughts illumined
and sanctified with
Your constant presence

O Glorious Love
the temple door is decorated
with mango leaves
and marigold blossoms

Inside your bride waits for You

The Jasmine smiles
her tiny ivory trumpets
curving upward like elephant tusks
miniature cream colored cornucopia
quaffing silver showers
from my garden hose

I blink though the fine spray
a rainbow apparition
ripples midair

“Look Ma...” I whisper gently
“a rainbow...”

my Mother standing beside me
in the garden...leaves her
Alzheimer’s world for a moment
remembering..........

God’s Beauty, Wonder and Splendor

Dedicated to my Mom who passed away with Alzheimer's 2/1/07

Funny, how after a long protracted illness
everything in nature is so acutely
radiant and refreshing

The fountain grass crouching near
the French trellis
shakes his lime green mane
and roars: "Good Morning!"

The little sparrow chirping his
**** off in the pin oak tree
permeates my ears with
rhapsodic melody

Golden eyes of Cape May daisies gazing
giddily up at the sun
lights up the garden

Egyptian roses swinging their
fragrant censers
march in stately procession

Divine Mother, Goddess, High Priestess
with eyes the color of sunrise reflected
on aquamarine ocean waves and sea foam
taps her healing wand over Winter's
crystal head

And the terrestrial world, all that is
mortal, morbid and subject to decay
springs to life....again...and again.....

Just under my breath

I chant His holy name

Illumined I find my way again

Just under my breath

I chant His holy name

I am in my cave now...
the concave walls of solitude
Arms of God
enfold me...
A light burning in the Splendor

I listen for the caramel sound
of your sweet voice
sitting on
a weathered old bench
at Vista 3 in Erna Nixon park
the wind sighs where
so many have waited
I listen for the still small voice
a mosquito whines in my ear
and the lanky shadows of
late afternoon backpacking
through the swampy wetlands
listen too….
flowers bloom, long trumpets
from our ears
I catch a glimpse of the One
with lotus petaled lips and orange
robes
disappearing just beyond the
vermilion horizon
I run to catch up with You
O elusive One
always one step ahead of me

listen to the pitter patter of
my heart

http://www.sairapture.com/karunanta-ranga.html

Kindness is natural to
our nature, in fact it's a
Natural Law

The Dalai Lama says:
"Kindness is my religion"

We are not so gruff and tuff
as we think and act

Our heart melts into itself
with every random act of Kindness
every warmly kindled smile

We feel an instinctive, innate kinship
akin to kindness
because we sense that
kindness begets kindness

Last night at sunset
millions of pink cherub kisses
dotted the tie-dyed skies

David and I rushed out
towards the blushing glow
And the sweetest embrace

Hari
my feet are raw and bleeding
How many more lives
must I tread this mortal path?

The savanna sun blisters
my tender skin
and mirages as real
as this pain beckon for me
to take refuge in them

Still Ramakrishna
with a hoarse voice
I chant your divine name
follow Your lotus
footsteps
beneath desert stars
past lonely, melancholy cactus
red sentinel canyons and
cow skulls staring
blankly into space

The Ganges rushes in
torrents from my eyes
and threatens to sweep me
away
it’s been four lonely years
Sai Krishna
I wait in the foothills of Mount Kailash
the sun and the moon wait with me
the earth has ceased its wild spin
and the stars have lost their merry twinkle
O Swami what we wouldn’t give to gaze
once more into your lotus orbs
Sai Krishna
mountain peacocks with bright plumes
chant Your name
and silver tongued nightingales perched in
high branches sing of Your
divine exploits
the empty jhoola is adorned with garlands
and sweet rose petals
Blue skinned Lord
You alone are the source of
Bliss
Grant us Your divine darshan
cuddle close to us
tonight
http://www.sairapture.com/krishna-madhava.html

You shower me
dripping, drenched in
dewy jewels
of Your heart

My Ruby Love
with sapphire complexion

The embossed gold hem
of my sari swirls
ecstatic feet dance
zoetic
voluminous sufi circles
around the
greatest treasure
we can ever imagine

Near the lake of my
rippling, silver tongued mind
You play Your enchanting flute

So that all I see is
Your alluring Eternal Reflection
throbbing
in crystal clear depths
of Self

My heart has flown away
I run to the end of my wits
a jagged precipice
in search of the throbbing
red breasted one

Tracking through
mental wastelands
sense ridden dumping grounds
endless cycle of birth and death
I wonder where it might be hiding

O heart why have you forsaken me?
I wait desolate and utterly alone

Sweet heart I think I know who you
have run off with....

Who can resist the tender love song
of Murali's flute?
Wine warm embrace of His sapphire arms?
enchanting gaze of His bejeweled eyes?

I press my ear to heaven's *****
listen to the pitter patter of Gopi hearts
eternally eloping

Beloved Krishna
Celestial Bridegroom
my heart belongs only to
You

I have such a rebellious streak
it's like a wild red cayenne horse
fiery mane, flippant tail
kicking up its heels
galloping off to who knows where
red canyon dust blasting in the wind

O Blue One
rein in the senses
and the wayward mind

Reminiscing...
How fast the fleet-footed
mercurial, quicksilver years
flash bye
I wave to you
seated on my Ganesha bench
How many lifetimes?
this kiss I will always treasure
for you have taught me
many things dearest
but most of all
to be kind and honest
O sweet love
we fly away to other worlds
all too soon

I am not a morning person
but my hubby is...

This morning at 6 am we packed up
our blue beach chairs
and headed for the ocean
in the car we listened to a CD of
Reverend Rose's Sunday sermon
she talked about judgmental thinking
how we make up stories about
other people and situations
infusing ourselves with fear and
negative emotions
this kind of perspective prevents us
from seeing the beloved in everyone

We arrived at the shore in time
to view the sun dancing across
the pink horizon, leaving a trail of
golden footprints in the playful waves.

Setting up our beach chairs
to face the gently rolling surf
David took out his book on the "Course of Miracles"
the lesson for the day was:
"God is my strength in which I place my trust"
together David and I meditated on this truth
feeling it sink into our bones

I was reminded of a heart opening exercise:
mentally I asked God to help me experience His love
I waited in the quiet cove within
slowly I could feel the flower of love
unfolding to bright interior rays
a strong whiff of jasmine
carried by lofty sea breezes
pervaded the salty air.

After our meditation
David and I raced towards the
beckoning azure vastness, diving in
we floated buoyant, blissful
Two lotus blossoms on an endless, eternal sea

Om Sai Ram Dear Family

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Sai Blessings,

Sonya Ki Tomlinson

tip of the flame
is lucid blue
it’s nucleus a
golden spiral
of undiminished
rapture
look at all your bright
faces
there is an incredible sovereign joy
that dances independent of
earthly suffering, sorrow and pain

the Sun holds
me close

I can feel His
golden breath

illumining

healing

the darkness