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An Idiot in a Divine World

I am an idiot walking through a Divine world.

How is it that the world around me
has suddenly become so beautiful?
So full of Soul and Life?

I don’t know.
I never knew.

The grace of the Gods makes my heart break.
Did I know that They were tinkering away
for my vitality,
years before I even asked or knew what I wanted?
No!

Suddenly, the magnitude of all Their small graces
hits me full on
like a train of blooming flowers softly denting me.

They knew without me knowing.
They were there for me years before I asked.

The magnitude of the World’s grace is overwhelming.
The realization burns in my heart like bittersweet honey.
I cry in joy and I weep, helpless, gasping for air.

What They’ve orchestrated is so custom-made, it’s ridiculous!

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Shams and Jalal’udin

We talk for hours into the night.
A lotus candle burns.
Who is Shams?
And who is Jalal’udin?

Neither!

We are both the Beloved One.

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Whoever Named This Guy Shankar?

You know what he did at Dakshapur and Kulinda
He called out Uma because he knew she was Parvati Durga

With a conch and bhang and objectless laughter

Whoever named this guy Shankar?
He’s a clown!
He’s a drunk!
He smears himself with ashes and dances with the horde!
Maybe they knew–down is the way up
Maybe they knew
in the world of no distinction there is cosmic peace.

Parvati went out to him cawing in delight and dancing
on the edge of the city
Jagatdeshwari met up with Mahadev
And they danced the Double Tandav.

Did you know the secret of how he drank the poison and survived?
She was there.
It burned so bad but he held it
together
because
she was holding him
as he let the poison burn out in his body.

That scoundrel Krishna seems to be a fine topic for cosmic love,
But the real couple of union is
Shyamaa and Shankar,
Parvati and Jatadhari,
Uma and Bolenaath,
Parvati Durga and Shiva!

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Krishna Kanhaiya

Oh, you’re so lovely I could break!
With all your garlands of soft flowers
your soft and colorful fabrics,
You’re the most approachable form of God.
So gentle, I could cry.

So much love.
So much!

I start to feel it in my own chest,
and Friend,
it scares me.

Because
What if my ego breaks?
My container has been so small,
and now you’re coming to me?
Do you think I can hold That?!

What if
when
my heart becomes as big as my body,
someone uses me and I’m not safe anymore?
I’m human!

So,
God Most Approachable,
I’m asking you this.

Little soul
wants an answer from Big Soul.

Before I roll out on the town with you,
it’s high time
You give me an answer and
soothe my fearful mind!

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When the Universe Comes Knocking

When the Universe comes knocking,
We roll.
We pull out the shiny red car from the old garage
We put streamers and bells and whistles on it.
We move over to the passenger seat,
And with a big, relieved grin, we say,
“Baby, you drive!”

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Strings of Mind

Hey, Hey, God,
Take all the straight strings of my mind
and twist them
into a rainbow circle
and wear it
around the ankle above your feet.

I told you I want to be the village idiot
like that drunkard, Rumi,
but at the moment,
I am on the star farthest from.

I told you I’m done playing the game,
and yet I still stick the sword of knowledge in my heart
and play this game with zealous abandon.

Do we have to keep fighting
like a couple
who thinks
they’ve gotten used to each other’s ways?

Let’s settle down
and hold hands
and drink a cup of tea together
without saying a word,
And how about you whisper
some more of your secrets to me, Love?

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Pain’s Treasure

Oh Traveler!
You think that pain is your domain alone
And there you are so alone

What you do not know
Is that pain,
bonebreaking, crushing pain,
is a part of being human.

No one can tell where someone has been
on this road just by looking at them or
listening to the sound of their voice.

Ask, Listen, Learn!
Outward appearances conceal whole worlds
in front of your eyes.

You look at all the glit and glitter
And think it denies reality–
But what you do not know, oh Traveler, is that
in the suffering
lies the most beautiful gem of all!

There the World itself
reveals its true and simple nature:
yourself meets Yourself,
The mind realizes its own game,
And suddenly you realize
you were never alone,
never, never, never,
not once!

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