Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Rains...

Downpour.....
cascading
all day long
The whispers of these water drops
from heavens
as they kiss the earth.
A Soothing melody.
You know these whispers
from deep inside,
in your bones, in your cells.
Like you know them from so long ago,
from your childhood moments,
from inside your mother's womb,
from beyond that
in a previous life,
from countless lifetimes,
from eternity since rains were created...


Rolling clouds high up there
gloom in mid-noon
warmth inside a tight blanket
aroma of a hot chilli bonda
fried crisp
wafting in the air.

This sound, this moisture,
these droplets, the cold,
the energy that makes all these possible,
the way it affects and decides
a million varied life-forms,
the way it blocks
and brushes aside everything else
from your awareness,
shutting out all that's mundane
and profound.
This energy...
doesn't come from memory.
As if you've always known it,
beyond the time-space loop which
your present awareness is bound to.
All of these
are not separate
from you.
You
Are
These.

This moment,
when you sense
that you are one
with this aspect of nature,
you also grasp that you're one
with the rest,
with the whole.
The Whole has extended
into a tiny form,
which is you,
which is contemplating
feeling its oneness
with the Totality,
after an eternity of separatedness.
These whispers from heavens
to the longing earth
also wake you up
from
an
infinite
sleep.

Moist earth,
Clean air
Rising mist
Freshness
arising out
from
somewhere deep
inside.
A void
within.
The void
isn't empty
It was never...



pic by roby bon