One spring morning my dreams come true

The sun hid and sought, Breeze was gutsy n cool

Birds chirped, Hopped with cheer

And flew low, About children gaming in the street below

Playing... as if extending the overnight score.

I savour the turn rare, Of oneness strange

Conspicuous, scarce, In that gray light

And blessed morning air…

Watching, I felt, I was the ball

The palm on it, the lad, And the woman across

With clothes on line, And the house eyeing sharp

The peers in time, And even the fields

In the distance, Waving back with smile

All swaying, all formed, Of the tune same

Without art,Neat, emerged and so stark

Palpable… one, Suffused within

Without another, Spread in me.

I stood startled, Without my wits

Just a heart swelled, Next to the one beating…

To gather myself, I sank in a chair

Recalled my name, The identity in pair

And withdraw safe, From overwhelming surfeit.

For a while next, I curl up in bed

Chewing the feel, Of throwing myself

On the rocks below, Down the gorge deep

Where the river roared, In gurgling abyss…

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It occurred in a flash, When I raised myself

That I was cured forever, Of little consciousness

Which caused the heat, Woke the fevers in me…

I glide out to a walk, Bouncing on steps

Side step the cock, And catch the path

By the tail on its hind, To wherever it led

Feet rise and fall, And I am lovely lost

In the wilderness around, When the bend up high

Appears against the sky, Shows an old man squat

On a stone slightly warmed, Of the sun’s tilted rays

Adding to the grey/ In the spectacled face

Radiating naïve charm...

He lit up in greeting, Puffing on the stick

Eying the hilltops yonder, Waving hairs in the breeze

In quiet spiritual union, With being converged

In the cool gray and sun, Letting life be merged

Sensing the space inner, Poised valley in space

For a moment too long, In communion, I wait…

Until he gave a heave, And stood up to leave

For the climb onward, On slow bounds steady

With a drive just right, Grace ample, fluid…

We talk some but just, And note our transparence

Sights pure ‘thout thought, Feel the beauty and joy

In mind open, accessed...

Being one, the same, Involved luminous

In forms different, And each recess

The same, the same, In all creatures

In every thing, With diverse features.

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I did then allow in. The banished hopes

The desperations true, Their real impress…

Let the body lead, Unbound the mind free

Empowered fullness complete, In health, light and spree.

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