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Wednesday, December 8, 2010

I walked away smiling deep within (poem)

Yesterday, it was a sunny morning after days of rains,
I stepped out for the walk, and there he was smiling,
lawn mower in residential complex, mowing grass,
as I walked closer, he waved with his one hand.

I stopped next to this ever friendly person,
who had once expressed his happiness,
in broken English-Mexican accent,
when I was playing with my son.

When I recognized him, I stopped by,
he turned off the loud machine,
and took out his ear plugs,
and used hand gestures.

I could only follow that,
he was pointing to Sun,
my heart said, "Hug",
and my mind, "No".

I walked away 3 steps,
and he resumed work,
I returned; asked,
And I hugged.

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Aum Tat Sat

Monday, December 6, 2010

Nurturing silently, this is what... (poem)

my mother provided me through her listening,
my Amma showers me via her hugs,

my bed ridden grandpa gave me in his presence,
my God sprinkles during meditation.

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Aum Tat Sat

Teachers, Teachers everywhere (poem)

Life is a constant school,
where my son is teaching me patience,
my daughter is teaching me non-resistance,
my husband is teaching me letting go of expectations,
and old acquaintances are teaching forgiviness and nurturing.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Friday, December 3, 2010

When H and cl can share electrons to bond, why can't I share love to bond? (poem)

Since, we are all made up of atoms, we are all same,
therefore, we are one with all beings, everywhere,

then, like the Hydrogen and Chlorine atoms,
share electrons to be hydrochloric acid,

why can't I share the love, that I have,
to recreate bonds with everyone,

instead of helplessly obeying mind,
which only insists separation?

***
Aum Tat Sat

Gunjan, be who you are!! (poem)

I am love,
You are love,
We are all love,
Then, why don't I love?

***
Aum Tat Sat

Noise keeps me from enjoying music (poem)

Just as, the noise in using microwave,
over rides the soft music in background;
the constant chatter going in my head,
over rides the soft voice within stillness.
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Aum Tat Sat

Wow, it feels great (poem)

Its a wonderful place to be in,
where, I feel connected with everyone,
where, I feel like giving without expecting,
like with my children; to the children in entire world.

***
Aum Tat Sat