Waiting

Still moon, empty nights,
A lonely owl hoots unheard;
Gentle breeze, whispering trees,
A lonely soul cries unseen;
Falling leaves, chill air,
All are me waiting for you.


lopamudra

Love Poem

Here with you

I could remain

For countless days and years,

Silent as the bright moon,

We gazed at together.

--- Teishin

If your heart

Remains unchanged,

We will be bound as tightly,

As an endless vine

For ages and ages.

--- Ryokan

Chetan Bhagat's Reminder

Last Words of Ryokan

My legacy -
What will it be?
Flowers in spring,
The cuckoo in summer,
And the crimson maples
Of autumn...

Random Existences

the dead has once again stirred...
with call of the mountains in the heart..
song of the seas in the soul...
a restless spirit awaits the vision.
Till then eyes reach out to the skies...
breath flies over the seas...
a sigh leaves the voice
wanting to break free
to natures' arms.
the dead stirs....

lopamudra

Those Who Love The Most

Those who love the most,
Do not talk of their love,
Francesca, Guinevere,
Deirdre, Iseult, Heloise,
In the fragrant gardens of heaven
Are silent, or speak if at all
Of fragile inconsequent things.

And a woman I used to know
Who loved one man from her youth,
Against the strength of the fates
Fighting in somber pride
Never spoke of this thing,
But hearing his name by chance,
A light would pass over her face.

.....Those Who Love by Sara Teasdale (1884-1933

Slow Dance