The Beloved Comes Home

The one I longed for has come home;The raging fire of separation is quenched.Now I rejoice with Him, I sing in bliss.The peacocks at the cloud’s roarDance with unbound joy;I rejoice in ecstasyAt the sight of my Beloved.I am absorbed in His love;My misery of...

Green-Striped Melons

They lieunder stars in a field.They lie under rain in a field.Under sun.Some peopleare like this as well –like a paintinghidden beneath another painting.An unexpected weightthe sign of their ripeness.

Through Thee have I forgotten Thee!

After my body becameThyself, whom could I serve?After my mind becameThyself, whom could I invoke?After my consciousness was lost in Thee,Whom could I know?Being Thyself in Thee,O Cenna Mallikarjuna Lord,Through Thee have I forgotten Thee!

Wild Geese

You do not have to be good.You do not have to walk on your kneesFor a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.You only have to let the soft animal of your bodylove what it loves.Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.Meanwhile the world goes...