Crowded market despite the warning.
To heck with the Carona virus!
Armed with masks and distancing
let’s purge it with the spirit of Christmas
They got the tree from the farm
It sat in the hallway with grace
the family brought out its charm
decorations lit up the whole place.
Not all can afford to enjoy food they love.
With nut butter jam sandwich on the plate
I can hardly think of the piling calories
yet will power pushes me to put it aside
for a tumbler of fresh orange juice instead.
Coffee or tea? not at all. Caffeine is bad for
stomach and brain they tell me. simple living
and high thinking, alas! for the age of wisdom.
A patch of sunlight
through the branches
fell on the floor, making
the room bright and warm.
Like the single ray of light
one kind word, one gesture
of care can spread joy
in the heart of someone lonely.
Chilly days and welcome sun
the hill and vale veiled in mist
long shadows on the green turf
the blue of the sea and sky merge.
Not much movement on the road.
people and pets still ensconced
in the warmth of home and hearth
lost to the world in dawn dreams.
In the enveloping darkness
the lantern flickered spreading
slow light in and around.
The path’s clear, fear’s gone.
In the light of truth, mind is calm.
Insulated from falsity and pain
we can walk tall and unafraid
complete the tasks assigned by Him.
Past loses to present
And the present melts
Yet, you continue
To lure me
And captivate me.
I am forever
Lost to your charms
Your never failing
Support, your abiding affection.
I am still loving you and grateful
For the kind of person
You’ve made me
With your elements.
You’ve nurtured me
With your good deeds
I see the beauty and beneficence
You’ve spread around
For my blissful pleasure.
I hear the divine rhythm
of the Vedas, the Upanishads
The immortal music
Of the saints, the worshippers
Of Muse and the eternal Nature forever
Echoing in the atmosphere
Of your earth, my Heaven.
By what measure
Can I repay this generosity?
My mother, my loving land
If I am to be born again
Let me come to you
To shelter in your graceful
Bosom, to bathe in the river
Of your milky kindness.
For, years pass
I still love you.
The Vedas are the ancient Hindu scriptures.
The Upanishads form the core of Hindu teachings.
If dreams comprise life,
then mine is one long
beautiful, cherished dream.
Contentment is the core
of my existence, definition
of my days and nights.
What is loneliness?
Never did I feel it or its
shades as described.
All colors appeal to me.
My emotions are ever
in balance, cool and collected.
I am OK, for I converse
with Him on a daily basis.
You should try it to know.
He never betrays, never
leaves you in the lurch.
Takes all my complaints
notes all that gives rise to
sadness, grief or discontent,
replaces them with gladness
love and eye-filling light.
What else can you ask for?
You can see why I said
my life is a lovely dream,
A long song of joy
And a delightful
Celebration of His
creativity, kindness and grace.
Under the canopy of trees
Fanning the sky
Amid the tall pines
Veiling the horizon
By the loom of the hills
Wearing rainbow colored flowers
Across the sun-kissed sea
Shining with blue gold sequins
From the fond memories
Of the beloved and the loved ones
From the fruitful experience
Of life’s fluid enigmas
By solving the unsolved
By bearing the unbearable
By reaching the unreachable
By treating the pundit, pariah
A dog and an elephant
Equally, on the same footing
The mind opens
To a rush of peace.
That’s what my house has always been
for countless cousins, dearly loved kith and kin.
They come in droves for the holidays.
The older people to lie back and relax,
The younger ones to enjoy the cuisine,
books, beach and intelligent fencing.
They found it here easy to breathe,
to laugh, to talk, to move at will.
No dictates of time, space or domestic chores,
no parental vigil, strictures or unit tests.
Visiting local sights, parks and pretty friends
enhanced their eagerness to come back again.
And again and again to play and relax
under the golden sun lighting their gloom,
the soft breeze scented and soothing,
a place where they can be themselves.