On Being the Light

On Being the Light

14 May 2017

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Open Heart

Revel in the Love

Carry Dove

High above

There are no ceilings in white

Enhancement of Sight

 

Whirl onward

Toward trodden path

Past intent

Beckoning

The frequencies fly the wing

Mind remembering

 

Speed the pace

The way to solace

Delves inward

In trance meant

Let us reveal enchantment

On Being the Light

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Pankh Hothe Song – Pravin Godkhindi Flute

Picking up the pieces right

Picking up the pieces right

2 October 2016

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Illusion of you

Tendrils reaching out tickle

Mind of the fickle

 

Shimmering carpet

Palpable incandescence

Restoring essence

 

Jigsaw a flavour

The taste a blend of futures

Daunting promises

 

Path in needle’s eye

The bosom lost in the sigh

Throat in constriction

 

Secrets scattering

Master of the ancient ring

Whiff of ocean’s breeze

 

Blowing with the wind

Picking up the pieces right

Recomposed mind shapes

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Dancing with the wind – Omar Akram

Shimmering Star – Omar Akram

Passage into Midnight – Omar Akram

In the House of Love

In the House of Love

1 November 2015

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I drifted up stairs so small in their breadth

In my ears only sound of heartbeats rings

Guide me whether they be Lover or Seth

Confusion to empath mind always brings

 

And as I leapt to a most certain death

Shattered memories sheltered inside wings

Willing to breathe out my ever last breath

The song gift of you in my heart now sings

 

Mother gracefully offered her trunks’ fur

As I fell she caught me tended to fall

Softest she could though parts did pierce me through

 

In agony I opened eyes, saw her

All my promises she made me recall

Broken, whole, she pushed me in life anew

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