Saturday, November 11, 2017

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.


Thursday, November 9, 2017

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.



Wednesday, November 8, 2017

rAtrisUktam 8

उप तॆ गा इवाकरं वृणीष्व दुहितर्दिवः | 
रात्रि स्तोमं न जिग्युषॆ || 8 ||

upa tE gA ivAkaraM vRRiNIShva duhitardivaH |
rAtri stomaM na jigyuShE || 8 ||

O daughter of heaven: accept as you would a gift of cattle,
O night, this hymn (offered as if) to a conqueror.




rAtrisUktam 7

उप मा पॆपिशत्तमः कृष्णं व्यक्तमस्थित | 
उष ऋणॆव यातय || 7 ||

upa mA pEpishattamaH kRRiShNaM vyaktamasthita |
uSha RRiNEva yAtaya || 7 ||

Above me, the black darkness is reddening.
O Dawn, cancel it like debts.

Arriba de mi, la negra oscuridad se enrojece. 
O Alba, cancélala como unas deudas.

मेरे ऊपर, काला अंधेरा लाल हो रहा है।

हे सुबह, कर्ज की तरह इसे रद्द करें



Tuesday, November 7, 2017

rAtrisUktam 6

यावया वृक्यं वृकं यवय स्तॆनमूर्म्यॆ | 
अथा नः सुतरा भव || 6 ||

yAvayA vRRikyaM vRRikaM yavaya stEnamUrmyE |
athA naH sutarA bhava || 6 ||

Keep away the she-wolf and the wolf, keep away the thief in the night,
and be easy for us to pass through.