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After walking in a desert
Under the burning sun
With scorching heat
That peels the skin

As if one finds
An oasis in desert

As if one finds coolness
Of a GRAND Banyan TREE

As if one finds peace
Under a Bodh-Gaya Tree

Such is the happiness & bliss
I feel inside my heart & being
The day I realized your
LOVE-SOUL-connect
That's the time...
I completely surrendered
Myself in/to your LOVE...


~~~~~~~

My mind had so many questions
My life was just
An aimless wander-lust
I was not getting anywhere...
I was seeking an anchor of LOVE

As if a canoe is fighting
A ravaging battle with
Surging oceanic waves and
Unable to sail to a shore

As if some sparkling-stars
In the dark-sky
Showed the direction
To the floundering boat
Towards a safe seacoast

Such is the happiness & bliss
I feel inside my heart & being
The day I realized your
LOVE-SOUL-connect
That's the time...
I completely surrendered
Myself in/to your LOVE...


~~~~~~~

As the pitch dark nights becomes
Illuminated by your full-moon-shine

As if a thirst of desert
Since a millennium years
Receives dew drop messages of
Upcoming downpour of thunderstorm

Such is the happiness & bliss
I feel inside my heart & being
The day I realized your
LOVE-SOUL-connect
And when
I completely surrendered
Myself to your LOVE...


~~~~~~

I only walk on the path
That is leading me to YOUR SOUL

At all times....
In seasons of springs,
When flowers blossoms
In walks across thorns
During autumn leaves

In summers or winters
Over fires, over valleys
Without faltering or straying
From your LOVE course-call

To the one who was thirsty
For a single drop of water
As if
Destiny gave Divine nectar
To one's heart's content
To live & survive for Eternity

Such is the happiness & bliss
I feel inside my heart & being
The day I realized your
LOVE-SOUL-connect
And when
I completely surrendered
Myself to your LOVE...


~~~~~~~



As the fire freezes to cold ice
Such is the blessing of your LOVE

As the cold ice melts into raging fire
Such is the blessing of your LOVE
Warm and sweet as clover honey

Nighthawks in the sky

Cotton clouds silently fly

Moths do their Jubilee
under street lights

Blind Joe Death plays twelve string

Whip-poor-will calls
collect

But no one is home

Far off lightning clashes
without grumbles

As far off as Tennessee
I would say

Coyotes howl at the rising moon

No mosquitoes tonight . . .

Paradise . . .
.
.
It's 3 A.M. and the air is
getting thin
and all the patrons have goneĀ on to meet their daily end

Ken the bartender is stocking beer for the weekend now is near

You know it as a rite , you call it Saturday night

Ray comes in and unslings his axe
And goes through his numerous picks

Turns the amps on and
lights a *** with a yellow Bic

Then thumps the microphone
to see if on
before he hits a lick

He's getting ready for Saturday night when everyone gets on thick

There is cocktail Mary
coming in
she sits right down and
yells at Ken ,
"Make it a tonic and gin!"

Ken nods and fills a glass
cursing beneath his breath
"I swear gin will be her death."

He loves and hates Saturday night ,
but all good things
have there bite

Ray hits a hard chord
Makes it wail in pain
Then he turns to the amp and adjusts the gain

Then one more stroke
pops a string
he without a word
changes out the thing

Then he let's lose
Like an Ace on duce
and my how he does his thing

Staying steady ,
Getting ready ,
For the magic
known as Saturday night
I moved in the ways of water
Across the asphalt seas sublime
The sign said 'Seven Bark Road' and
the gears in my head started to grind

Visions of forocious canines
All kinds and sizes to boot
Then on to stately oaks and pines
Maybe a fig tree just for hoots

I'm sure it was writer block
When asked what was the name of the road
I'm glad there were no amphibians crossing
Or it could have been called 'Toad'
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