Not Mine, Not Mine!
An imagery haunts for days.
Like whisperings in the wind
They settle on the clouds of my mind.
Slowly they connect...
And a chain of words reveals itself.
Poems dedicated to my Guru
I plummeted the depths of my mind
to give words to my feelings
None came.
It was with Thy touch
That like shells on the shore
They came of their own accord.
Once my house was full of people
Both young and old …
of diverse opinions and myriad temperaments.
Voices and sounds echoed all around,
...
The fair face of the earth glows softly in the darkness of infinity,
Held aloft magically in the deep swirling oceans.
The brown blanketed in rich green,
Clouds in varying colours hover on its brow.
...
The magic of Divinity I bring with me
from the lands of beyond.
With the blessings of the Gods,
I arrive …
...
Neither her attire nor her demeanor
spoke of a life of riches..
Nor reflected one of abject penury,
Just another old woman.…
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