Life-given & taken .... Strange game indeed!

Life, I see all around
One day, snatched away from us
Why at all is it given

Giver of life, ofcourse not a fool
To give it to us, to take it away
Life breathed in us all
Rests back with a 'hope'
A hope that a few may taste it

To taste life has He given to us
None to blame if one tastes not while alive
As rules pervade, He takes it one day
But leaves us not from tasting

Plans to pack us in bodies different
With the same hope, indeed
Persistent gets He with His game
Before death-bells ring
Let's fulfill His one small hope & leave

संस्कृत श्लोकाः

1. तत्त्वभरितवाक्यैर्मे जायन्ति सर्वसंशायान् /
आराधितुं गुरुम् एषो धन्यं मे जीवनस्सदा //

Meaning: By your words filled with depth and substance, all my doubts vanish. To worship such a Guru, this life-time of mine is blessed.

2. सह धावेम अस्माभिः धावनस्पर्धजीवने /
असूययोपमानेन जन्मं नोचेत् अनक्श्यत् //

Meaning: We have to run the running race of life with none but ourselves. If not, our life will be ruined by comparison and jealousy.

Eyes that have seen....

The Divine calls on to show
To show none but Herself

Alas, blinded get we to Her call
lives pass on, we rise and fall

Very few wait on & strive
For a glimpse of their heart's Lord
A glimpse that relieves their longing eyes
Only to rest with a fulfilled spirit

Great souls, supreme swans have seen it all
A sparkle in their eyes proves it all
Deep will be their vision there on
For divine they see in one and all

Mother grateful to Her child

Sweet are Her words, yet sharp
Straightly penetrate into our skin
Awakening all cells blinded in misconception

For very long, have we tried to build on
Nothing but our identities strong
Mother arrives in, attempting to knock it down

Her charm n glory displayed fervent
In paving ways for destroying our egos
One such way's slipping into Her Sangha
Persistent needs the ego to flee
Else, no where do we get to,
except nurturing our head-weight

Mother and child, both responsible
For bringing joy mutually in each others hearts
Simpler a process ceases to exist

Ah! perceive the ecstatic smile of Her
Our ego when offered to Her feet;
Only for Her to slay it and dance on

Eternally grateful gets She
Towards Her child for this act
Nothing more expects does She
Only but to find us in action and in inaction....
with not a slight tinge of ego

What more joy lies in us children
Other than keeping our Mother in ecstasy
Let's consciously move in life, bearing no identity
Every situation She creates with a sole motive
To dance in gratitude on unmasking us
From our vivid masks of false identities

A strange picture I see

The more the days that come by
The more does it get mysterious
Each day unpacks in creativity around me
Making me stay in wonder perpetually

She hides herself in the withering leaves
In the waning moon, in the soft breeze
My cells does she hide in, in my emotions too
Peeping out from everywhere,
Only making Her presence evident

A picture that is as puzzling as ever
Am very much in the frame
My heart does yearn, once at least...
To step out of the frame for the real view

My hand when stretched out for help
A hand does come by and take me to the skies
For a glimpse of the whole in one go
Indeed, grateful am I to this guiding light
None other than my Master,
Alive today in skin and blood