Journey of the Aborigine

Reflections on the River
Ghost
Some Soul

All of these days

Sometimes
 

 

 

 

Sometimes

 

Sometimes my Heart is an Open Mansion

The Gods come in and reside with ease

Sometimes my Heart is a hopeless harlot

Everyone is welcome and I'm out to please

 

Sometimes my Heart is a Healing Holy Space

I'll hold you inside and help you find your peace

Sometimes my Heart is a brightly-lit cavern

Burning big fire and a gentle breeze

 

Sometimes my Heart is the Dark Night of Infinity

A tiny spark bridging our division into Unity

Sometimes my heart is a Stormy Sea

An Infinite Darkness to be explored

Till we reach the Other Shore

 

Sometimes my Heart is an Awakened Buddha

Smiling, open, compassionate and pure

Sometimes my Heart is a Lover's Paradise

Feel it beating and breathing and you'll want some more....

 

Sometimes my heart has No Desire, No Reason

But to Be a Mystic's Divine Whore

Sometimes my Heart

Can't tell the difference between what's mine and yours

The oneness of all scorches my being till my Heart is sore! 

 

                                                                  KP, Pune, India

                                                      Jan 2007

 

 

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