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!

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 Greens Of Peace

 

The greens of peace, though steady stand
With lights so merry, in ripples dance
Reflect they seem, on river flows
On what's to stay, and what's to go

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 Woods Of Life

Masses of leaves, tree trunks below

There whose is what, not clear known

Begins it where, no end in sight

Alluring yet, the woods of life.