I Have Searched for You

I have searched for you
all my life,
in ancient texts
and forgotten languages,
but you were here
all the time.
Nagna says: The goddess
is all-pervading.

--Nagna Devidas (Donald Traxler)

मैंने आपके लिए खोज की है
मेरी पूरी जिंदगी,
प्राचीन ग्रंथों में
और भूल भाषाएं,
लेकिन आप यहां थे
पुरे समय।
नग्न कहते हैं: देवी है
सभी सर्वव्यापी।

A Conjunction of Benefics

Will it be enough,
this balm of benefics,
to heal the hurt
of a world torn apart
by greed?
Will those most in need
lead?
Will its angularity
bring solidarity?
Or will Venus
and Jupiter
cover their eyes
as they cross
in the night?

It Is to You

It is to you, my sister,
that I bow every day.
My brothers and I
have much to atone for.
We shall spare you our words,
and pray with our actions,
and spend our days in listening,
and in giving thanks.

Ocean as Text

With the ocean as text,
and the sun as religion,
faith morphs to certainty,
and wisdom is at hand.

This book pre-dates the rest,
its pages constantly turning,
it has spawned all others,
birthing life in myriad forms.

For ritual we have the sun,
our compass and our guide,
leading us through the elements,
around the wheel of the year.

Our chant is breath,
our hymn is life,
and we are the idols
to which we bow.

Our temple is a world,
our commandment love,
our history is genetic,
our time is now.

Our time is now,
our time is now.

mUrtirahasyam 25

दॆव्या ध्यानं मया ख्यातं गुह्याद् गुह्यतरं महत् | 
तस्मात्सर्वप्रयत्नॆन सर्वकामफलप्रदम् || 25 ||

dEvyA dhyAnaM mayA khyAtaM guhyAd guhyataraM mahat |

tasmAtsarvaprayatnEna sarvakAmaphalapradam || 25 ||

Meditation on the goddess, I say, is the greatest of all secrets,

therefore with all diligence there will be all fulfillment of desires. 

Partial Reveal

We stride through multi-dimensionality,
worlds upon worlds,
layers upon layers.
As we do, we reveal only parts,
and the rest is hidden,
even from ourselves.

Time is cyclic and recursive,
space is ten-dimensional chess.
We have many lives to live,
and forgetting has a cost.
But nothing, nothing
is ever lost.

Studying the Architecture of Seashells

Studying the architecture of seashells,
the angle of the morning sun,
and the fathomless reach
of the tide,
I pass my days.
One could do
no better.