Monday, 12 October 2015

Night



Gentle night embracing me, wrapping her arms beckoning me to sleep,
Eyes heavy, mind unburdened, soul is drifting to ocean of dreams..
Subtle whispers of abandoned dreams rise forth to weep,
 At this time, why are you weeping in streams?

The moonlit caress upon the shimmering waters, a ballerina in trance,
Shadowy figures creep upon the lake,
Will I defy the figures and continue to dance,

Mastering it, ready to perform for the dawn’s sake.

Thursday, 8 October 2015

Self






A moment's surprise, a glimpse into the unknown
A serenity that pervades all, is that God?
We long to contact something above us,
But forget in our conceptualizing, that it is all engulfed within.
Words, mere signposts, seeking justification,
mind seeking clarification for what evades its essence.

There exists within it, both the means to light and to darkness,
choose what you want, but know that you co-create
of which the mind knows everything, yet at times deludes itself in vain...
Conscious surrender unto the Magnificent is the name of the game,
yet the mind feels like it is hard to tame.

Are we all blossoming into flowers unaware of their essence,
with faces painted and bodies tainted,
Artificial flowers withering away into despair and the chaos of egoic form,
Yet suddenly in joy, we bloom into a flowery meadow,
A surprise then dawns upon us, we rise above this chaotic pyre

A transcendental place of blissful awareness takes over,
How long will it last is something to be surpassed,
Give not a name, a time zone, a time limit, I meant,
For that which is Spirit is detached from the mind...
Yet calms the very nerves of the over-worked brain.

~ Raisa