Friday, December 11, 2015
Thursday, November 19, 2015
The Play
Dedicated to you who dwells forever always in my heart...Jaan.
the coils of us unfold
entwining and winding again
and again
we rise and seek solace in the wind
we rise to our natures the places within
we reach for each other
one to another in twin
we embrace and fall apart only to find
the other's heart again
the winds enable us and move us
in a timeless dance
whirling in and out askance
from branch to limb to branch
such as our dance
the universes and galaxies collide
unfolding multitudes forever and yet
eyes that we are see into this coil
see into this soup
and find the other from all the rest
we embrace again in the aerie of hearts
knowing that the other we will find
we rush away again
dancing in the wind, free and careless,
trusting and glowing with the love
of our kind.
pema khandro(pk)
the coils of us unfold
entwining and winding again
and again
we rise and seek solace in the wind
we rise to our natures the places within
we reach for each other
one to another in twin
we embrace and fall apart only to find
the other's heart again
the winds enable us and move us
in a timeless dance
whirling in and out askance
from branch to limb to branch
such as our dance
the universes and galaxies collide
unfolding multitudes forever and yet
eyes that we are see into this coil
see into this soup
and find the other from all the rest
we embrace again in the aerie of hearts
knowing that the other we will find
we rush away again
dancing in the wind, free and careless,
trusting and glowing with the love
of our kind.
pema khandro(pk)
Thursday, March 05, 2015
Poem of the Past
IT'LL ALL END IN TEARS
You say you love me
But what are these words
without actions behind them?
They are like leaves without a tree
to nourish them and give them life,
they blow away in the slightest wind.
You say you love me,
But its just mouth chatter, how can this be
when you leave me so long hanging?
You are like the sky that has no blue,
no promise that is true.
You say you love me,
But how can I believe when the words you utter
Are so empty and hollow?
You are like the sound of the ocean in the desert,
a mirage no more no less,
no real existence.
You say you love me,
But you would be better to hang me by my toes
over the deepest darkest well.
You are like the sunshine which fades behind the clouds
on a cold cold day, a promise un-kept, a tease,
for which many have wept.
You say you love me,
yes you say that now but when the real grit comes
of pushing ourselves to the mountain's peak,
whither shall I seek to find you?
Will you be behind me as you claim you will?
Is it that your words of love will hold up still?
You say you love me,
But its all mouth chatter, for your words are
empty and hollow and hold no water.
You say you love me now, forever and forever but tomorrow
will grace us with the the truth no less.
It will all end in tears, through the years and years,
but they will not be mine to gather.
I don't believe in your ever after.
rn 2010
Note:Anyone can come into your life and say how much they love you, but it takes someone really special to stay in your life and prove how much they love you. Sometimes it takes awhile to find the right person, but the right person is always worth the wait.
You say you love me
But what are these words
without actions behind them?
They are like leaves without a tree
to nourish them and give them life,
they blow away in the slightest wind.
You say you love me,
But its just mouth chatter, how can this be
when you leave me so long hanging?
You are like the sky that has no blue,
no promise that is true.
You say you love me,
But how can I believe when the words you utter
Are so empty and hollow?
You are like the sound of the ocean in the desert,
a mirage no more no less,
no real existence.
You say you love me,
But you would be better to hang me by my toes
over the deepest darkest well.
You are like the sunshine which fades behind the clouds
on a cold cold day, a promise un-kept, a tease,
for which many have wept.
You say you love me,
yes you say that now but when the real grit comes
of pushing ourselves to the mountain's peak,
whither shall I seek to find you?
Will you be behind me as you claim you will?
Is it that your words of love will hold up still?
You say you love me,
But its all mouth chatter, for your words are
empty and hollow and hold no water.
You say you love me now, forever and forever but tomorrow
will grace us with the the truth no less.
It will all end in tears, through the years and years,
but they will not be mine to gather.
I don't believe in your ever after.
rn 2010
Note:Anyone can come into your life and say how much they love you, but it takes someone really special to stay in your life and prove how much they love you. Sometimes it takes awhile to find the right person, but the right person is always worth the wait.
Monday, July 21, 2014
Monday, February 17, 2014
Moments
Every moment is a fluttering of the wing,
A fall of feathers
A feast of flavours
To be savoured not scorned.
In these pearls we twist between the fingers,
lives the great illusion of time.
Its effervescence a bubble,
Bursting over and over in the cathedral of the mind.
Pray at the altar of the memory, for that is all
which remains of the past.
It is gone and yet again, it is gone.
We come to life a bundle of the senses,
left behind upon departure,
Nothing remains but the mind.
It is bittersweet the joy we find,
So swift and fleeting its winged feet.
A taste of what is yet to come when we have
rejoined our vast beingness complete,
the dissolution of these great moments.
Pema
A fall of feathers
A feast of flavours
To be savoured not scorned.
In these pearls we twist between the fingers,
lives the great illusion of time.
Its effervescence a bubble,
Bursting over and over in the cathedral of the mind.
Pray at the altar of the memory, for that is all
which remains of the past.
It is gone and yet again, it is gone.
We come to life a bundle of the senses,
left behind upon departure,
Nothing remains but the mind.
It is bittersweet the joy we find,
So swift and fleeting its winged feet.
A taste of what is yet to come when we have
rejoined our vast beingness complete,
the dissolution of these great moments.
Pema
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