That Peace And Silence is In your heart!
Before the birth of universe,
Before the birth of star and universe,
Before the birth of space and time,
Before the eternal vibration,
there was grand silence,
And that is still in your heart!
Before the birth of Earth,
Before the birth of stars an Sun,
There was love and love brought elements,
And elements joined hands in love,
And the affinities and hinderences,
On the bass of background vibration AUM,
Dance of creation and destruction,
Started with its own orchestra,
Brought the stage show called life,
And that eternal Truth,
May one call it God,
Or Almighty, is watching its own dance,
Silently seated in every heart,
Find in your own heart
that silent witness!
Peace and silence of that truth,
Is all eloquent,
Great orator, always sit silent when others talk,
Silently picking word by word,
Gross and subtle meanings of all sentences,
Look at its patience,
Patiently waiting for end of dance of desires,
Speech of own ignorance,
And music of all dualities,
Duet music of nature and immature souls!
That peace is not lost,
Its silence is proof of its presence,
Its presence is basis of life,
Its own nature is above,
Above all perspectives and perceptives
Game of love of energy and matter!
found in nature!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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You are the Producer and Director!
Stars and galaxies,
The meteors, comets and planets,
The sun and moon,
All look silent!
You will be one among these
silent travellers,
You were not active,
The love of Earth,
you were brought on this stage.
Look silence is your own nature,
But the nature made you tour
here,
act, Sing and dance here!
Some day you feel what you
were,
what you are
and what you will be,
Nature sends you to greenroom,
Then only you Remove all robes
and makeups,
Sit and watch nature's play,
which was your own play too,
You were the producer, director and shapes and roles,
You were that,
you were that Truth,
Gave life to all,
You are that Lord of birth, life and death!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Between Birth and Death!
Between two shores,
Birth and death,
Ignorance and knowledge,
Turmoil and peace,
Mortality and immortality,
There is the ocean of dualities!
The world of dualities,
It is the ocean with waves and tides,
life is found there,
When energy and matter play,
Soul is the player,
stage is mind one is full of confusion!
Identification is what we need,
The world full of life,
light eaters and life eaters,
Autotrophs and Hetrotrophs,
Life eating life,
are parasites or saprophytes,
O, man what are
we?
Listen to call of
Drummer,
Who sent his ambassadors,
Listen to them,
You can cross the shores,
Take deep breath and stop,
See the spinning wheel at head's top,
Let silence be the meditation,
Drum beats may pacify all!
Listen the eternal music,
The heart sing in you,
The lovely melody of love,
that melody subside all dualities of ego!
Then with in you will ask yourself
Hunger and thirst,
Desires and lust,
Needs and greeds,
Love and hate,
Is that all the life?
Your own mind answers you,
You have come a long way,
Look back, dream is over,
You had been there over and over,
You yourself made poorer and poorer,
You moved away from your throne on which you were not there long since!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Silence Oceans
Oceans of life,
Oceans in one's life
are wonderful,
Heart is one ocean
Brain is another ocean,
mind is the third,
Trifles are fourth,
Intelligence and wit make fifth,
wisdom and knowledge sixth,
God and Love are seventh!
Soul is the land,
Raised above these oceans
And look as their shore,
Every instant a wave of thought hits the shore!
High tides of happiness,
low tides of sorrow,
High tides of success,
Low tides of failure hit the shore!
Ego is that wind blowing,
Desires and pride are changing gravity
cause wave and tide!
Sometimes disappointment,
Or hurt ego,
can create storm and tsunami!
Silence in solitude,
become grand solitude,
Takes one to that altitude,
everything is cool in love and gratitude,
Peace incarnate in multitude,
In that great solitude,
When wind stops,
and become still,
When there is no movement Of Sun and Moon,
When everything comes to still,
No waves, no tides,
ocean meets shore, all in love,
No raising or falling tides,
No roar of chasing waves,
That is that grand silence,
Silence of All oceans,
When no bird fly or sing,
When no events,
they are
Time's own parents,
And time give birth to
Three tenses,
Past and future
compress the present,
Now lose pressure,
Present expands to eternal!
All merge in present
One is present in present tense only,
Both presence and absence,
Merge in that grand existence,
That is the grand silence,
That is the solitude,
Where no one to disturb,
Nothing can disturb,
Soul is immersed in the universal soul,
Mind goes out of universe and sees the grand truth,
Truth is that truth,
no false can never reach,
No false can never touch,
Universe infinite is not even atomic,
Because mind itself has grown,
fantastic and gigantic,
No atlantic, no antarctic,
Only ocean remains,
peaceful pacific
No reason to love,
No reason to hate,
No one can touch,
No arms can harm,
Listen to that drummer,
Beats drum continuously,
AUM AUM AUM,
Now in that silence of absolute solitude,
No drum, no AUM,
No drummer,
No judge's hammer,
No eternal vibration,
As one become one's own master!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Silence (Part I)
Sometimes I see you as my child,
Sometimes I see you as my sweetheart,
And when I look into your eyes,
I see that tender and sweet smile,
And I want to say what’s in my heart,
And I want to tell you how I feel,
But my voice remains there, still,
And I just stare at your loving face,
And let the love from my heart,
Flow like a wild river in furious race,
to enfold your sweet and pure soul
with a sea of love and tenderness.
Sometimes there’s so much to say,
but nothing flows from my lips,
And only silence is there to stay,
And only the silence I should keep,
Because what I had to say was already said,
How words could express
never-ending love and tenderness?
How could I just say at one time,
I love you more than my own life?
And there remains the deep silence,
Silence and more silence,
to signal that divine presence,
of my silent love; my heart’s essence.
But this silence is not empty silence,
when divine love fills all my senses,
when nature’s beauty colours your soul,
and fades away all pity and woe.
Because when there is silence,
you can hear the silent language,
the heavenly music of my heart’s song,
God’s eternal music He’s been playing all along,
And in that silence you’ll hear my song,
The endless tune that my love sings,
with the sweetest notes in your luscious dreams,
which eternally flow like endless streams.
(2009)
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Silence Echos
Silence
makes my heart break
Silence
Love, does not make
Silence
Was it all just a terrible mistake?
Silence
Was love just a game, just fake?
Silence
Leaves me heartbroken
Silence
Kills he feeling behind words unspoken
Silence
has is a shield you hide behind
Silence
Guards what's on your mind
Silence
Chills your heart's sound
Silence
Love cannot silently be found
Silence
has turned your dreams blind
Silence
is darkness in which you cannot find
Silence
Crushes the hopeful feelings that were kind
Silence
Of emptiness it did remind
Silence
Silence took all I sought to find
Silence
Silence was hurtful and unkind
Silence
Will kill love before it ripens on the vine
Love will go silently
But it's lonely hurt will echo for all time
poem by James T. Adair
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Nature painfully fights back
in the man is laid out
an exact model of the universe
his knowledge drives the world
vast as creation where stars glitter
there are great holes where sometimes
he gets himself lost in his quest for himself
beauty runs in his heart where love spreads out
like a sun to blanket the world with warmth
man a sweet personification of nature
there flows the elements of arts
roses, crocuses, the seven seas,
grandiose canyons, hillls and mountains,
the fine coloured fluttering butterflies
and majestically plumed birds, all making up
paintings, poems and songs..
man an exact model of universe
here is a dance belted out
in scintillating opposites to
cement, and fuel the ever
expansive creation
for every shade an exact
opposite to entertain the soul
for every step, an opposite to
cheer up the spirit - a male, a female,
a black, a white, a young, an old,
a smile, a tear, a birth, a death
and these these cancerous cells,
nature's painful grouses to amplify the point
man has derailed him in its creation dance
gone against his better self
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Death and Birth
Death leads to birth rather than birth, to death.
Birth is close to death and not vice versa.
Every birth is at the result of a death.
Death to birth, not birth to death, is the path.
The death of clay is the birth of a pot;
The death of the pot is the birth of clay.
Ice melts to water and water forms ice.
In each conversion, occur death and birth.
The death of a night is the birth of a day;
The death of a day is the birth of a night.
New Year means the death of the old year too.
In each transition, takes place death and birth.
The death of a seed is the birth of a plant;
The death of gametes is the birth of an embryo.
Salts die to form cells; cells die to form salts.
In each growth, form death and birth of matter.
The so called death and birth is nothing but
Deaths and births of forms made of matter.
The matter itself does not die to be born
But is converted to different forms.
Elements disappear to form plants.
Plants as food add to the animals’ flesh.
Plants and animals on death liberate
As elements, serving through worms and germs.
When a child is born, there’s no birth of life.
The embryo transforms into a child.
When a man dies, there is no death of life.
The body disintegrates to salts.
Matter, energy and life have no death
They have got one birth since when they’ve been.
They interact and come different stages
In which the pattern is death and birth.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Place Between
Where and how to find immortal soul;
or self; eternal witness; eye of God;
or place, or space, within the eager heart
where All, or One, may hide – or may await?
So where to find first clue; or some frayed end
of golden thread that leads to golden light?
Not in the wrinkled brow… but in the simplest things
the greatest secrets wait, as we are told;
in the magic land that’s called Between:
Between the end of one thought, and the next,
as it is formed within the mind – the briefest space
where nothing but the witness of our self
rests, perfect, pure, complete, within itself;
inviting us to join that rest for just as long
as we enjoy this satisfaction
of the presence of ourself;
And if that taste of presence pleases -
then, between each word we hear or speak,
we’ll find the silence of ourself; and find
how each word comes from silence, and returns;
and as we relish and besport in that great space,
from greater silence, greater words may come..
There is no limit to that world, Between:
we’ll find it more and more, within all things,
beyond all things; it is the music of our life
which sings its song through thought and speech and act;
a music in a boundless space, so vast
that we may meet our greater self – at last!
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Many Faces of Love
.
Love is romance with passion
Love loves the moon
Love is a rainbow sliding down
Love is music and dance
Love is a dream
Love is a wedding
Love is birth
Love is a baby
Love is childhood
Love is romantic
Love is together
Love is poetry
Love is nature
Love is peace
Love is everlasting
Love is heaven
Love is God
poem by Ken e Hall
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Satisfaction is the Key of Happiness
Entire space, not only every atoms,
Space look throbbed with life,
The nature dance with joy,
The presence Of eternal her beloved Self,
Fill her heart with strange music,
Self is like that Grand space,
The stage on which nature take form,
Play eternal drama with colourful
Infinite role,
Just like seven basic colours make billions of shade,
Self, nature with five elements,
Bring forth the dancing billions of billions forms,
Where is the pause,
Where is the end,
When river of life can pause,
Illusion remains as illusion,
only blessed souls no there is no wayout from this labyrinth,
Only way out is resting in Self,
Resting desireless, knowing falsity of eternal drama,
Resting as a witness to nothingness in action as everything,
Or everything is that grand nothing everfree of life!
Happiness is a state of mind,
A painless state,
A desireless state,
Contented state of mind,
Mindfulnes attained by
mindlessness, resting in true self,
What else can bring more
happiness than self satisfaction,
The satisfaction of successful
completion of duties,
Successful graduation of Self, Earned by either self mastery,
Or by self surrender,
Prapatti or pratipatti,
Swimming against current or
swimming along it!
The satisfaction of reaching desireless state of Self's own
glory,
Without getting drowned!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Christmas 2010
Christmas is the time that tells
That God was born a baby boy;
And He was called ‘Emmanuel’
(‘God with us’) , and brought us joy!
Christmas is the time that tells
That love of God was born on earth,
Becoming flesh in virgin’s womb,
Proclaiming the ‘King of Kings’ birth!
Christmas is the time that tells
That Word that was God became man,
And dwelt amongst us for some years,
And suffer in all ways, He can.
Christmas is the time that tells
That peace returned to heart and soul,
And brought back hope to sinners too,
Who aim toward a heavenly goal.
Christmas is the time that tells
That prophecy of birth of Christ
In Scriptures came to be fulfilled,
As angel choirs sang in Highest.
Christmas is the time that tells
That God chose poverty at birth,
To know how tough life on earth is,
And showed how woes can become mirth.
Christmas is the time that tells
That Christ was born to save mankind
From sins of present, future, past,
And peace came back to heart and mind.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 07-12-2010
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Who Am I?
Where was I before, who brought me here?
Who were with me or was alone there?
Have to vacate or to stay forever?
When and where have to go from here?
Big confusion, complete answer, no one knows
Such secrets and facts of life,
Keeps to Him, will never disclose.
No faith in human beings, checks the threat we pose.
Regrets His own creations, all that it shows.
Was I not in the elements of Earth, before taking birth?
Elements combined, I surfaced, remains the truth?
Matter from the earth gave me life,
Have to go back, no matter, how big am I.
Am I not a robot with machines and parts?
Don't know of which brand and marks?
How long they function, no guarantee, no argument?
With remote HE controls my movement.
Born with mix of fortunes and miss-fortunes
Makes me to dance at HIS tunes.
Sitting in heavens decides my fate.
Even then I call HIM, 'GOD THE GREAT'.
Yes, I have to go back, not to come back,
Elements of earth go back to earth to lie on tracks
No chance but if, only by chance,
May recombine the elements of Earth,
In the same manner that I get re-birth.
By fair and unfair means,
By running in the length and breadth
And even at the cost of my health,
I created so much of wealth
But sorry! Can't take it with me,
Not even the naked body goes with me
No protests have any such right,
Don't know, with whom to fight.
Now I know I am here only by chance
Now I know where was I before
Now I know have not to stay for ever
Now I know where have to go from here,
When my term is over.
Cool minded
When I sit and think
All differences with HIM
I forget and sink.
Change is must,
Can't break HIS own laws
In action no exception,
No flaws
Even for Sun, Moon and Stars
No cheers
Must change
No matter
May be there,
For millions of years.
poem by Swadesh Chander Virmani
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Loves Unspoken Words...
Deep within my heart there is a place where silence lives,
Where the secrets of profound emotion and yearning wait to be awoken,
Where the unspoken words of a heart filled with love remain unsaid,
They hang heavy like teardrops frozen in the mists of time,
This secret garden of silence born of a heart lost in visions of love,
Images of love that live vividly within a dreamers heart yet to be realised,
A love that shall bring about the birth of an eternal springtime,
An orchestra of love that shall fill lifes garden with sweet loves melody,
Where the memory of the barren years shall be carried away upon loves rhythm,
Listen to the gentle pulse of the waterfall that has sprung new hope for us all,
Now the unspoken words of love shall hang heavy on the heart no more...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Dying Embers
It’s the end of a fiery passion
The birth of dying embers
Our hearts know this can mean only one thing
The goodbye of dear friends
It’s the new found silence we share
The birth of dying embers
We drift apart helplessly
The inevitability of the end
It’s the many secrets and lies
The birth of dying embers
Buried and forgotten are trust and truth
The destruction of life’s vital bond
It’s the days we never touched
The birth of dying embers
Gone forever are the intense pleasures of light fingers on rose and velvet skin
The goodness of friendship forever lost
It’s the distance and space between us
The birth of dying embers
Our souls grow weak without each other, yet destiny is happily gratified
The goodbye of dear friends
The embers die out forever
Who can make them glow again?
poem by Rafael Yaw Kumi
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Music Is
Music is the Space of Silence,
Music is the Realm of no Thought,
Music is from the world of Spirit,
Music is your Unseen Nature before the Flesh,
Music is the Dormant Life in Death,
Before the Soul dies to the Birth of Life.
poem by Clarence Mohammed
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Of Birth And Death
Of birth and death,
life is but a cross-fade.
A tinge of meaning,
painted to the trembles of my tendrils
as the soul of each encaptured emotion.
The aumkara of the first voice of the universe,
fumes up in my crevices.
With the smoke of ashes,
the wisdom of soul
smothers my ambience.
In the receding mist
of the unscribbled unclarity,
as I open my eyes-,
flown with the wind,
I find me gone…
I take birth,
in each bubble of fatality.
And I die in the sublimation,
of each vibration of music…
of every birth and death,
life is but a cross-fade.
poem by Sarvesh Kulkarni
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Before I Knew
My whole life is ordained by, The Lord God, Who reigns on high,
Not knowing Christ at infancy, but, as for The Lord, He knew me,
Knitting me in my mother's womb, while my life began to bloom,
Born a sinful soul, but, I would find, my Holy Lord, in God's time.
Creating me through love and care, also, even before I was there,
My Lord plotted out my destiny, for all my life before my infancy,
With God's plan, from my birth, to be used by God, on this earth,
My life, for His honor and glory, this from His writing of my story.
My whole life is know by the One, Who sent for me His Only Son,
Sending Christ, before I knew, my Savior, who loves me and you,
Although I didn't seek God's face, God, poured on me His Grace,
His grace brought to my life, love and knowledge of Jesus Christ.
The Eternal Author of my salvation, filled my heart with Revelation.
From the creation upon earth's sod, into The Eternal Word of God,
Filling me with the knowledge of, God, Who leads me from above,
Leading me to witness and herald, His Eternal Truth to a lost world.
Right from that womb to the grave, it was Christ, Who would pave,
That journey, which would save me, and guide me to Life Eternally,
As I was redeemed by Jesus Christ, The Author of my Eternal Life,
All ordained, well before I knew, God, Who sees all things through.
(Copyright ©11/2012)
Birth Love
My love is like a birth
Happens once, once for a soul
Cute face and tiny structure
Loved by all as a child
Even I got the care and love
All the joys and happiness on earth
But only for somewhile and sometime
As a man passes his infancy and gets adult.
All I know is my love remains in me
As an infant child of innocence
As the essence and childhood memories
It comes before me when I think
Think of myself with them and her.
Going with Keat's and his dogma
Beauty is truth, truth beauty
Love is birth, birth love
This is all you know about birth
This is what you need to know of love.
poem by Abhimanyu Kumar.s
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Dance, Dance Everywhere!
Dance, Dance Dance
everywhere,
When I look at the sky,
I see the clouds dance
Into steps of winds
My heart dance when I watch clouds dance!
How it can make me dance?
Without any tune or beats,
Its own beats me my heart dance.
Some strange tune it sings in silence and dance!
When I see at shore of ocean waves that dance,
Some birds in sky fly and dance,
On the waves boats that to the tune of waves, dance,
My mind sing lyricless
music to which it dance!
When I walk along the beach,
The headless crown of palm trees with wide open hands dance,
Watching them dance trees start their dance!
When I on countryside, green paddy fields dance,
Looking at them, the bird on the branch dance!
When walk along, trees with fruits dance,
And to its own rustling music, leaves dance!
When I walk in the park,
Plants with flowers dance!
Looking at the graceful dance flowerless dance,
When I move on street, hope and hap dance,
Seeing at them even hopeless an hapless to dance!
Smile on faces with hope dance,
Wrinkles on the forehead of hapless dance!
When I look at people in them mind dance,
In some happiness dance,
In some sorrowfulness dance,
Some I found with desperation dance
In some their laziness dance,
In some saintliness dance,
Most of the time wickedness dance,
And in some other dreams that dance!
Success that dance with some,
Distress that in unsuccessful dance,
In some hearts mercy that dance
Together with love and kindness dance!
Some where cookedness dance,
And some where innocence dance,
In every nation either hunger dance,
Or in people's mind anger that dance,
Either corruption in corrupt mind dance,
Or those systems on the heart of people dance!
Dance, dance, dance everywhere,
It is time for my soulful dance,
If you see somewhere some other type of dance
Just sing it dance
and let no other see the pain in your heart dance
Hide it with that unfailable lips on which smile may dance
Dance, Dance, dance,
Tune your steps with eternal dance!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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True Dancing Souls
Our souls want to dance forever
not now. for you must see
Fate brought us together
too soon, he did
Finish your journey with her
and waiting I’ll be
For fate brought us together
too soon, he did
On future days we’ll be forever
our lives as one.
For fate brought us together
too soon, he did
Our lips touch, our souls dance
bounded we’ll be soon
For now wait we must because
Fate brought us together
too soon, he did
Soul mates forever but not for now
we wait, for time will come.
For fate brought us together
too soon, he did
Friends for now but forever we’ll be
wrapped by the music.
For fate brought us together
too soon, he did
For eternity or forever I’ll wait
one day we’ll be
Together happily without her
For fate brought us together
too soon you see
Fate brought us together
too late he did
For years ago we met
yet now we see our love
Fate brought us together
too late he did.
Not speaking one word,
we saved our lives
Fate brought us together
too late he did
We share now our memories
As our souls join
together they dance eternally
Our love now stays strong
our patience grows weak
No worries my love for
Fate brought us together
too soon but not too late
poem by Elicia Santoro
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