Tuesday, October 7, 2008

नैहरवा.-Kabir


नैहरवा हम का न भावे...
साई कि नगरी ...परम अति सुन्दर,
जहाँ कोई जाए ना आवे
चाँद सुरज जहाँ, पवन न पानी,
कौ संदेस पहुँचावै
दरद यह... साई को सुनावै
आगे चालौ पंथ नहीं सूझे,
पीछे दोष लगावै
केहि बिधि ससुरे जाऊँ मोरी सजनी,
बिरहा जोर जरावे
विषै रस नाच नचावे
बिन सतगुरु आपनों नहिं कोई,
जो यह राह बतावे
कहत कबीर सुनो भाई साधो,
सपने में प्रीतम आवे
तपन यह जिया की बुझावे
नैहरवा...

-Kabir

There is none for me at my natal home
My beloved’s town is most beautiful
But, nobody goes there or returns
There is no moon, sun, wind or water
Who will take my message?
Then who will convey my pain to my beloved?

There is no visible path to move forward
and you blame the past for It
How may bride go to the house of her beloved?
Powerful pangs of separation are burning from Inside
Dual reality is fashioning a dance to its tune

There is none other than the Guru who is mine, who can tell me the way

Kabir says,
Listen oh Aspirant!
your beloved will come in a dream-like state
that alone will quench the thirst of your heart

Sunday, September 28, 2008

On love

Pale sunlight
pale the wall.

Love moves away,
The light changes.

I need more grace
than I thought.

-rumi

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Falling Short

strings that will tear it apart
strings that will make it bleed to death

responsible for the ache and scars
and also for the suffering that will last

these that never give up, I notice
these that tug till the end...everytime

strings that are blamed for their kind

What I now realize is,

I hold them myself
and pull

I pull on them until I break...

and yet lost in the bewilderment
of expectations, that I fall short on

that I am always made realise of how incapable I am
of how unsensitive I am
of how I dont love
and of how I dont see

Of those that I fall short on
I can only be sorry
and watch the strings... pulling

pulling untill I break...

She Prays...She Loves...

On this day...she sends you blessings, she sends you love, she longs that you were by her side.

On this day, she thanks the lord for the gift of your presence in her life, of which she longed and loved for all these years. ...
On this day, my dear, she is grateful to the goddess to have let her given the capability to create...and to infuse a life in flesh, to nurture and nourish and call it her own...

On this day, she prays for your longevity, and prosperity...for your happiness and for grace, to guide you, to lead you, to the truth...

Wake up and look....the grace is all around you... protecting you.. her child.. with all the love in the world.

She is protecting you, because that's what she knows, and that's what she longs for...

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Dreamcatcher



Dreamcatcher...my dreams slipped through

way into the blue...