Some time in doing simple things
The chain of events that take place
Make me think that
All this isn't my doing alone.
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Today I sing just for my self
This music as natural as the breath I take
Doesn't belong to pages of poetry
I sing not in memory of past
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Lord! Show me the way and I can walk on it.
Stings of thorny bushes will not swear me.
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If indecisive when roads cross on
Follow the path that you are on.
It may not hold the charm of newness
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Morning
O! Autumn
What mask have you put on today?
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Sunday Morning
Poems fly over front page
Disappear so quick
Like planes running from tarmac
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Nestled in fertile planes of North India
Is a small town of Vrandavan, filled with much
Revered devotional and transcendental music.
Crossing the town I closed my eyes for few seconds
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Lift the veil from your heart
To get the glimpse of your beloved.
That beloved resides in every heart
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Dreams, one of the sudden pleasures of the night
Bestowed upon a weary traveler of day hikes.
When the auburn moon sinks
In the crater of ash clouds,
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