Life is…. 

mystical Poems

 

You don’t look too scared

Looking to be compared

While all others prepared

You sat there and shared

 

Take on life you dared

To everyone you bared

Secrets of heart you aired

An open book you declared

 

Why now you seem flared

People mistook & squared

The round peg impaired

once done cant be repaired

 

See I never cared

For what others ensnared

I to my own tune blared

One and only unpaired

 

Life is to be lived & erred

Safe soul is beggared

Cant live on the edged

Lose the plot inhered

 

The one who lives completed

Is always avant garde-d

Accepting the grace unrestricted

Fulfils existence involuted

 

The inside world unfolded

Brings forth nectar shrouded

Multiverses of world created

The one in many manifested

 

(And then the one said ….)

 

Live complete Rama Dasa

Explore inside out Rama Dasa

There is no inside Rama Dasa

And no outside Rama Dasa

Life is….

Rama Dasa, Life is….

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The Night Owl 

 

On the wire sat an owl in the dark night

Swinging upon one leg at great height

Tu hoot tu hoot tu hoot it screeched sprite

Mixed the feelings were wrong or right

 

 

One part saw the feathers white

Imagined the swan in moon light

Separating the milk from water erudite

Rejecting the false choosing the right

 

 

The second watched Lakshmi’s flight

The Goddess of wealth smiling sight

Vehicle is here and affluence a kite

Granting your wish of abundance alright

 

 

Another peeped to see a flamingo light

Balancing on one leg like a sage uptight

One leg on the world knotted rope tight

The other wobbling in air of spiritual delight

 

 

Yet another perceived superstitious fright

To see an owl is an omen not too bright

The job at hand is doomed to be slight

O God! Make it go away or at least quite

 

 

Look at the truth said the owl Rama Dasa

That I come at night to feed Rama Dasa

That I am nocturnal and wise Rama Dasa

Drop the mind and see the real Rama Dasa

WHEN I’M BEING, THERE IS NO ME….

Aum

 

WHEN I’M BEING, THERE IS NO ME….

 

I was born, yes it was me

I eat and sang, yes it was me

I grew and grew, yes it was me

I developed in mind, yes it was me

I developed in body, yes it was me

I built a self, yes it was me

I went to school, yes it was me

I fell in love, yes it was me

I thought of sex, yes it was me

I craved of senses, yes it was me

I gave respect, yes it was me

I vowed to parents, yes it was me

I take care, yes it was me

I fought for my country, yes it was me

I wanted money, yes it was me

I spent it quick, yes it was me

I coveted cars, yes it was me

I owned them nine, yes it was me

I lusted everything, yes it was me

I fancied watches, yes it was me

I yearned cloths, yes it was me

I desired all I saw, yes it was me

I lived only for me, yes it was me

I dreamed enterprise, yes it was me

I employed dozens, yes it was me

I grew an ego, yes it was me

I expected praise, yes it was me

I needed glory, yes it was me

I demanded superlatives, yes it was me

I got married, yes it was me

I had kids, yes it was me

I loved them, yes it was me

I they loved, yes it was me

I and I always, yes it was me

I was and nothing else, yes it was me

I yet didn’t know me, yes it was me

I am and was ignorant, yes it was me

I knew all but self and me, yes it was me

I wished one day, yes it was me

I to be, just be me, yes it was me

I was in being and then there was no me

O Rama! When I was in being, there was no me…..

You are me and I am you, but there is no me…..