WHISPERS FROM THE HEART

Poem 17: To My Most Beloved Master Dhyan Vimal...
Posted by: Chinniah, 24th December 2007
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To, My most beloved Master

Wild are the birds
in myriad form of the divine
leela is his game
in this ever changing world
sweet in his voice
through a birds cry
harsh is his reality
if I consider it so

Being in commune
with the tree
it its kaleidoscope growth
in such immense unison
everything emerges beloved

The blue sky yonder
becons me to surrender
the birds call in chorus
like laughing children
enthralled me to
the very cove

It is so intoxicating
to be rooted in my being

Chinniah