Divine Dream- Pilgrimage of heart

Cosmos is a Dream of Divine, I read these words few minutes ago while my eyes were gazing out of the window, into blue sea, Brighton beach. How many times I sat on those shore, had a hotel room facing water, questioning the unknowable, surfing on waves of change, looking deeper into my own nature.…

Rest in centre

Between all of the mess and glory which we call it life. Where, we laugh, cry, pray, enjoy, afraid, make love, run, teach, unlearn, get confused, hurt, smile and finally when we had enough, get quiet. Between all the masks we wear all through life, man, woman, lover, spiritual, poet, artist, teacher, master, begger, guru,…

Come back to Earth

Winter comes and you know its essence,... You sit by fire and drink your coco remember and let go. Sleep is full of dreams; the emptiness behind each story, Silent voice of soul points the less travelled path of heart With nowhere to hide. You look up, the colour of sky keeps changing and your…

Current

I have many brothers, sisters, Rivers Living in current. I know The lines on their palms On each stone Will change Through time. I know The imaginary border lines Will keep us In geography zones. What widens From turn to turn Stays faithful Against the change Is the power Of the current Moving them forward.…

We want intimacy

Something Somewhere sometime ago in us Chose to be here To create Co- create with God Fragments of the cosmos web... The path The purpose, The desire to love Choices we make all day long Stories, dramas We write, play on stage of life Imitation never stops. We want intimacy We yearn, we burn Never…

A shooting star

Beloved, Surrender to eternal love, I receive, Your desires, In empty place of my clay. A simple life of a dot, Rises to the highest potential, In one breath of yours. My clay shivered, When you stripped her off, On stage of life, The nakedness of soul, Became her shield, The truth, Is the sword…