Two Poems for Mother
Ma,
You have allowed me poetry
With words,
Now,
Will You promote me. . .
You
When you look through a telescope
far out into the universe,
you are still looking for you.
Medicine Lake
At sundown,
when the great, green
pines have grown…
Flowers at Play
I followed the path down to the old garden
Where flowers at play awaited my coming;
I anointed them with water, then all of a sudden…
Sri Chaitanya’s Prayer
Chant the name of the Lord and His glory unceasingly
That the mirror of the heart may be wiped clean
And quenched that mighty forest fire,
Worldly lust, raging furiously within.
Five Haiku on the Spiritual Journey of Grounding, Path, and Fruition
Pegged down by red rocks,
the tawny coated ironed earth
still rustles restlessly.
