Peace

The sun thus shines, on trees that be
Flow gentle winds, on mountains free
And colors bright, do bliss convey
In peace one may, so live again!

The True Guru

The walks of life, a novice hears
To places lead, not heard before
The true Guru, not just comments
But guides the way, from start to end!

They Come To Fore!

 

Ages old, still in solid stance

Do stand these rocks, by daily paths

 Though pass we them, and still ignore

Some times like these, they come to fore!

O Morning Sun!

 

O Morning Sun! Pray light our way

Today, tomorrow, everyday

In darkness back, so slip we not

And walk we strong, on correct path

Happy Diwali!!!

Lead Me...

 

Over the hills and vales beyond
Lead me there to the mountain tops
For walk I will, with no complaints
I trust you, time and time again.

Right Here, Right Now!

A wish on hand, with matching mood
Like waters fresh, in summer noons
Why wait in vain, keep dual thoughts
A plunge to take, right here, right now!

The Morning Sun

Risen strong, is the morning sun

In light such paved, new paths golden

Pure and fresh, thus begins the day

To work with zeal, in bliss we may

The Cowherd

Stretching meadows, expanding skies

There spots galore, to rest one's eyes

Where one but stands, out in the rest

The cowherd has, his cattle graze

Happy Diwali!

Like the morning sunshine bright

In plenty gives, sparkle and light

May so the festive season bring

Such bliss and joy; Happy Diwali!

Help Divine!

On paths at noon, like spots of shade

To take some rest, and walk again

In trying times, its ways sublime

To take us through, comes help Divine!

A Treat To Have!

With friends in rains, on country roads

Soaked and drenched, to skin and core

Hot coffee, tea, with spicy snacks

A welcome break, a treat to have!

"Come Back My Child!"

With summer past, come monsoon rains

Refreshed and clean, its all again

Beauty supreme, untouched sublime

Mother thus calls, "Come back my child!"

The Silent Sound

Hues golden pink, soft subtle tones

Ours they are, on some walks alone

Where Grace of God, spreads all around

The silent sound, we hear aloud

Just Let Go!

With problems stuck, that don't get solved

Some things that make, no sense at all

Past the rocks, as the water flows

Sometimes its wise, to just let go!

The More We Walk

Towards our goal, the more we walk

The less ahead, remains our path

Having walked, the entire length

With goal this path, so merges then.

Inspired from: १८.११०३ श्रीज्ञानेश्वरी

Not Mine, Not Mine!

Unknown roads, were in darkness then

Though described, by the wise old men

Visible now, in clear sunshine

It's Your Grace, not mine, not mine!

Inspired from: १०.१६३ श्रीज्ञानेश्वरी 

To Nature True

Over the rocks, and sometimes past

The water flows, so swift and fast

Bothered not, by what's in the way

To nature true, the water stays

Lost and Found!

Those times and now, seem found and lost

They show something, hide else to thoughts

Where lost is that, I thought had got

And seen intact, I thought as lost!

The Wanderer

Beyond the cares, and strifes routine

In Nature's lap, his life's serene

Goes everywhere, but still at home

One with the world, the wanderer

Inspired from:

हे विश्वची माझें  घर |

ऎसी मती जयाची स्थिर |

किंबहुना चराचर |

आपण जाहला ||

- श्रीज्ञानेश्वरी  १२.२१३

Never an End!

Mountains, forests, to plains below

Along its way, the river flows

Villages, farms, and cities past

To ocean meets, its course at last

Unseen by us, it circles back

Ocean to clouds, to mountains high

From there it starts, all over again

Proving there was, never an end!