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

The one that is …

 

A dream that seems real is still a dream

Awakening that seems a dream is still a dream

Above these is a sleep deep with no dream

Then there is the one reality that is no dream

 

To react is the possible scheme

When the world comes in full steam

Through the senses flows the stream

Mind fools you in logical scream

 

Comparing with the next Ibrahim

Who has the biggest playing team

Is by far your silliest daydream

Keep away such grand extreme

 

Know that you are but a theme

In the eternal illusionary gleam

Here now in the mainstream

Tomorrow  is another sunbeam

 

Dream in a dream in a dream

You are just a thought it seam

Then why do you look for scheme

Gestalt et al of the supreme

 

Just relax and let it be Rama Dasa

See the reality in the absentee Rama Dasa

The one that is Rama Dasa

Is all that is Rama Dasa

My greatest teacher

Adversity you are the bane

As is thought by the sane,

Rama sees it so plain

It is the mother of learnen

 

How can you be insane

Teaching the domain

That yourself profane

To the world explain

 

Adversity you are the bane

As is thought by the sane,

Rama sees it so plain

It is the mother of learnen

 

Opponents point the ordain

That I am really mandane

In the teachings I maintain

Never following it again

 

Adversity you are the bane

As is thought by the sane,

Rama sees it so plain

It is the mother of learnen

 

 Realizing this folly disdain

 I resolve to fully abstain

From the chains of ego-train

My soul to keep I retain

 

Adversity you are the bane

As is thought by the sane,

Rama sees it so plain

It is the mother of learnen

 

Then again another campaign

Starts to fight inside brain

Is it worth the effort children

To accept a teacher so arcane

 

Adversity you are the bane

As is thought by the sane,

Rama sees it so plain

It is the mother of learnen

 

Sets the ego to complain

Through the rough terrain

Only the though remain

Churning Truth Mountain

 

Adversity you are the bane

As is thought by the sane,

Rama sees it so plain

It is the mother of learnen

 

 Poisons the first butane

Released during churnane

Of the terrible and élan

Drink it bottom to obtain

 

Adversity you are the bane

As is thought by the sane,

Rama sees it so plain

It is the mother of learnen

 

The nectar of probity humane

Merging I with divine doctrine

A higher flowing ever sustain

Adversity possesses it in grain

 

Adversity you are the bane

As is thought by the sane,

Rama sees it so plain

It is the mother of learnen

 

To be the genesis of all question

To be the seed of all moral stain

To be the trigger waiting to happen

To be the mother of all learnen

 

Adversity you are the bane

As is thought by the sane,

Rama sees it so plain

It is the mother of learnen

Can God be bondage too….

Sri Rama, can you too be bondage to me!

If I leave you completely can I be free?

My master’s technique clearly decree

Rama you are the divine present in me

 

Rama of history I needn’t see

Never looked to see if he really be

A man of born he was or just tree

He is pinnacle of human poetry

 

The known in Rama esprit

Unknown fruits in timeless tree

Consuming the ceaseless sea

Of thoughts and memory

 

Having pervaded the normality

Rama dotted i and crossed the t’s

The self and supreme key

Locked in one soul-mind-body

 

The more I seek and I see

You and I only vary in degree

No difference between me

And Rama, you are me and I am thee  

 

Sri Rama, can you too be bondage to me!

If I leave you completely can I be free?

My master’s technique clearly decree

Rama you are the divine present in me