The night is benign

As long as Hari is with me

A Thousand eyes fill the firmament

With iridescent gaze

Silvers splashes

across my pillow

He comes to me with

wings of the morning

Sunlight in his eyes

I awake to love



Dawn rises in Krishna's eyes

Hear the celestial Conch

I awake to love



The Splendor of His breath

Fulfills me

a glittering star

I awake to love

he
for whom
total abstinence or extreme indulgence
six of one, half a dozen of the other.....
sempiternally steeped in perfect equanimity,
effulgent as the primal flare
my crescent bearing jewel
who’s pure as jasmine

© 2019

I sipped from
Your cup Swami
like a hummingbird
perched precariously
on the edge of the universe
and fell head over giddy heels
into whirling starry bliss of that nectar


...***...
I have never been the same
the world calls me a fanatic
and You a figment of my imagination
But I don't care!


I'm Batty for Baba
Gaga for God
Jumping with Joy for Jah!

It totally blows away

Every speck that we think we are

Our proud plans, delirious dreams,

frightened cries, desperate prayers

Crystal dust settling on the moonlit face

of the Sphinx

All That Remains is God

A bouquet from my lips to yours
Dearest David
I am so grateful for your love, understanding
and presence

Life can worldwind by like a hungry vacuum
******* up precious moments we can never restore...

...a dance in the moonlight
with your flushed cheek next to mine....

...Sunrise awe on Beacon Street...

...3 sweet breaths...

Butterfly heart dancing around mine
I Love you my darling
you are a timeless gift from God

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

Just the way
the leaves fell
at that moment...

Divine cascade from heaven
golden chimes sprinkle
across the summer wind

A gentle gust lifts my
straw hat with the
origami pink, yellow and orange blossoms

Barely clutching the tassel brim
I look towards Your Invisible Presence
shimmering beneath that lucky tree

O Bhagavan!
"Not a leaf a falls without it being the Will of God"

At the time I laid my hands on the soil,
The sky had darken,
For God had turned away from me,
I thought my enemy was smitted,

But no the veil still remained,
I never refrain,
I always cry out,
But don’t worry the 9th hour will always free me...