early riser

by some freak of nature
some inadvertant joy
i find myself at twinkling hours
before the vast sunrise
the time sits here loftily
like strands of gossamer
lanquid and comfortably disposed
let me ride the currents as upward they ascend
to tame the mind by a genuine devotional trend
allow oh mind to chant the Names given to you by the Lord
who sends His dear guardians who are at His dispose
cherish this gift and open it wide
never forget to take a look inside
rare and precious beyond this flickering plane
when all else goes this in Truth remains
catch the current that divine dispensation may give
for this is the purpose for why we truly live

tact with impact

is it possible to have tact
and still have an impact
in a world of sleep
 drowsiness and despair
it seems as the soul
speaks in whispers it keeps
but can move mountains
if one can hear its faint call
perhaps with trained ear
the strain to hear
will grow louder in pursuit
of the voice that will sound
till it descends like the flow
of the Ganga above to below
as the torrents come down
from Vamana's toe
to the crown
rushing upon  Lord Shiva's divine head
so maybe it is as is said
the whisper begins so softly
to call us home
but one day it will rage
and we shall respond
brave
yes i want to return
from whence i came
to my Creator
and serve His divine Name
and live free from blame
whisper now for nothing remains
to stand in the way
this brief moment of sane
to hear the divine call to come home

new worlds coming forth

a garden
 a downpour
an everlasting breeze
a view
a glimpse
to worlds never seen