Emotions

The music plays in my head Out of rhythm and in sync With desires unborn in my mind And yearn to bud into my life These thoughts they seem so real Yet they transit into nothingess When Your Light comes over Making me aware of the presence The thoughts light up brighter Burning strong and light this mind Surfacing the darkness lurking within I long for those seconds of pure Light The music lures my mind back To the darkness that beckons within I see myself fade into decay While You stand and stay ever aside Your presence is always the path You are always the direction Roads or thorns You direct my feet Good or bad You expose me to facts Where is astray if You are me What can taint the space within If I am just the Light of Life Can the wind leave tracks around Ye mind thy sins are burnt Oh thoughts you're origins are blessed My actions they are His grace The results are His gifts to Life Where is the Lust What for is greed Whom what is to hate When All is my dream! Oh what wonder th...

Paulo: A life without a cause is a life without an effect CR: a life is simply life irrespective of cause and effect! It is ones own prerogative to see meaning in it by associating cause and effect! Only activity and results can be viewed in the light of cause and effect! Life needs no cause or effect. It just exists!

I wait for you my love Minute on minute passes by I count irresistibly To hold you in my arms To feel the passion of love Passing through me to you To taste the love you let go As I let our love fulfill This fantasy I nurture A dream within my head Reality may rule otherwise Yet I wait for those few moments I know not any other way To shower my love to you But to hold you in my arms And let the animal take over What this passion brings To each other is known Burning through our senses The body reacting to love Where do we get from there Is not the big question It is to live every minute intensely And be aware of the Divine working What breaks free is the ego To let go of structures To hold on to nothing substantial But trust faith and love Every moment luminous to love Pours forth the great Truth That we hold nothing within But the love for each other in full I love you for these words to evoke Such passions within your mind I wait for your ...

I witness Thee in dance In movement In rhythm The world as I know it Revolves which I care not how She is in motion Decay is her direction Yet change directed by You Gives her life renewed Wave upon wave of destruction Yet she springs back to life For You are her base In the motion Thee blesseth Oh Lord how else would One think Of You but in dance so serene Yet so magnificent to 'see' Spinning within this ball of flame I can see You Oh Lord conditioned To my senses as Me in my form Magnificent for my own satisfaction Yet what You are only You knoweth The sounds playing forth The fire burning that is played The snakes hissing Thy intent And Thy hands blessing my safety As my mind wanders like your stag You deliver the blow with Your axe To hold me fixated to You The here and now rooted to Truth Oh Lord may I be burnt in Thy dance May this not leave any trace of presence But for Thy dance may I not be remembered Yet I seek Thee to live through me May You dance in my form May You ...

I see You Lord A picture of movement A show of grace A vision striking me with awe I fear this sight Huge and luminous Thy hair flying in circles Stuck like tentacles to time The forehead clear and calm Thy eye closed in Joy The sharp nose as though breathless And only the smile calms me Fire blazing around Thee Consuming every essence of existence To me these elements in time Have come to reassure me of life Yet You care not for This Bhakta Lost in the quest for Bliss You burn up all my comfort Not hearing my pleas to Thee Oh Lord crush me with Thy raised feet Or dissolve This body in Thy dance I yearn for something Which Thee say am Me I care not for this vision As Thy presence evokes fear I care only to be As Thee gracing Thy fields I happen to see now my identity as Thy reflection Of luminous Infinite Awareness In a mind identified to Thy fields I am but Thy reflection Held in a spectacle of time Viewing a world The senses project In Thy L...

Slave am I Oh Krishna To these thoughts of You I crave not anymore For men or women I hold back myself To imagine You as all To be in Thy presence To serve Your interests Disappointed am I Oh Lord For You dont care to instruct me You stay away from my yearnings Do You doubt my Love Krishna? I stick to such thoughts Until You roll Thy dice And I roll into Thy game Like a tumbling rock I fall Yet Oh Lord I have Pulled back and fell At Thy feet pleading For nothing but Thy Love Hold not from me Lord Thy embrace full and strong I am such a selfish being That I want nothing but You for me The fear of Thy words Has hit me hard For Thee does not speak You whisper that shall not be heard Yet I have understood And stand shuderring For Thee shall manifest in Me As Love for All in acts kind I stand bewildered As wretched I am Greed stands inbetween now Thee and Thy acts of Love Bless me with courage Lord For Thee are within Bless with directions For I am clearly lost Om Tat Sat

I have always wondered why so many people keep writing about roses, clouds and love. I set on to write down something different or so I thought. Then I started feeling lonely as I have always been trying to stand out of the crowd! I have never felt included because I was(considered myself) always special. I have expressed thoughts only to myself and became self centered. I was(in my mind) always the saviour and hence became a cynic! What had I been all these years? I had misunderstood everything about the rose! I had failed to see the beauty of the rose and try to express it as much as I understood. I had not seen the world as beautiful as it should be. I had imagined the rose within a contorted self centered world which I wanted to be in control of(!!!) which I have never appreciated at all. I think I now see clearly the beauty of this rose, this thing called life, to the extent I have understood and I am happy that I stood amongst the crowd rather than away from it holding ha...

From Paulo Coelho's Blog A picture must possess a real power to generate light and for a long time now I’ve been conscious of expressing myself through light or rather in light. I have always tried to hide my efforts and wished my works to have a light joyousness of springtime which never lets anyone suspect the labors it has cost me. An artist must never be a prisoner. Prisoner? An artist should never be a prisoner of himself, prisoner of style, prisoner of reputation, prisoner of success, etc. There is nothing more difficult for a truly creative painter than to paint a rose, because before he can do so he has first to forget all the roses that were ever painted. I do not literally paint that table, but the emotion it produces upon me. I don’t paint things. I only paint the difference between things. He who loves, flies, runs, and rejoices; he is free and nothing holds him back. Work cures everything. by Henri Matisse (1869 – 1954 )

From Paulo Coelho's Blog A Celtic Prayer May God give you… For every storm, a rainbow, For every tear, a smile, For every care, a promise, And a blessing in each trial. For every problem life sends, A faithful friend to share, For every sigh, a sweet song, And an answer for each prayer. An Old Celtic Blessing May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

Am I so used to the concept of logic Am I a person devoid of will Am I so scared that I need a reason To carry on what I do Do I need a validation for life What do I have to prove and for what Do I dissolve into nothingness If I just exist and be... Am I the bane for His grand plan Was I programmed to be yearning like this Time seems to be an infinite loop And I only pray that a path exists Years and years I have been in doubt All along hoping for Thy arms To grab my fate and change it And take away all my responsibilities Then Truth hit me between my eyes And I see clearly without my delusions The world just as it is in broad daylight Smiling without no reason at all Someone once said on enlightenment As the relief when you drop the load Willingly carried on ones own back And looking back and laughing out loud He also said it seems still laughing That after enlightenment the One carried The dropped load he once was burdened And proceeds willfully with his relief intact What more do I ...

I shiver to see into my mind That which I think is within Sometimes, most of the time I say it to be me, confused The noises within Says things to me I dont want to know Dont want to be It puts me to fear when I am happy It makes me to be courageous When I should be scared It says I should not be here when I should And screams when I am silent And I am scared now to look within But I know now one thing And that I am sure My mind is not a part of me Its just memory, a tool I know not how to use it still And I have wielded it too freely And it rolls now, uncontrolled Like a film projecting a scene Someone said your mind is your best friend I say it is my tool My strength, my gift I Thank the Almighty for this! May I be given the knowledge To wield Thy powers Through this mind Oh Lord Thine is this instrument Steady now, I rest Om Shanthi Shanthi Shanthihi Om Tat Sat