Wednesday, January 03, 2007

For Maya....

To visualize , to identify with water, watching a faucet did not help and so I stood beneath the shower. Then came the thunderstorm, Kalbaishakhi. I stood in the wild showers and thought myself to be the element of water. Wild and violent, fanned by the strong winds, I beat against the dry earth, dissolving the dust. I was the enraged, I brought the calm. I drenched all, spared none. I saw myself split into drops, yet I united the moment I touched the ground, I was the unstoppable. I cleaned up the dirt and smoke, I cleared the Air and Earth, yet I drew out the creepy, crawly creatures of the dark. Where could one hide from me? You see me, feel me, smell me, think of me, I intoxicate All. Yet my constant downfall frustrated me. Why fall always, my powerful self felt challenged, I felt like rising, like splashing, drenching and dissolving all. I knew I had force, I had power, I felt like using my strength but I knew I could be regulated. My meek self submitted. My life is one of contradictions; the all powerful, the powerless; the tangible yet the shapeless; the clear and the murky; the sweet & the saline; I was cooling and refreshing and yet I could freeze and above all I was the Blessed.

Death Comes As The End

Into the sunset we shall walk,
Hand in hand,
Dark lies thunder above us,
And the ground we built on love
Quakes under our very feet....
The winds are fanned into violent frenzy
And the mirror threatens to crack
Nightfall is certainty
Thor weilds his thunder well
Lightning tears the sky
Or is it our gauzy hearts?
The storm approaches, my love,
Hold me tight
And close to you,
For I see no light
Darkness descends and wildfire spreads
Is it Doomsday yet?

My breath is short, you sound so faint...
Let me feel your heartbeat,
Lay my head on your chest
I think I come to die
Kiss my lips once beforethe vile one
Comes by stealth and takes my soul away.

But of you, my love,
He knows not.
You shall have my wings
Fly my beloved- flee
Tarry not for my sake
Not a moment waste.

Sunrise you shall yet behold
Another day, another time
We shall meet.