Times are rough
It’s kind of tough
We all need a bit of
spirituality to survive,
to keep our mojo alive
and to sail through this difficult time

Times are rough
It’s kind of tough
We all need a bit of
spirituality to survive,
to keep our mojo alive
and to sail through this difficult time
Its sad that the scenario is the same this year.
Eliot was much impressed with the Hindu Upnishads. He ended this poem with
“Shantih, Shantih Shantih!
how things change 😢
Oh, so desperately I want to see the real you.
Oh no, not the facade, the real you.
No,not the fake you.
The unpretentious, unpolished you.
The YOU, with whom I can talk without being conscious
The YOU, to whom I can bare my vulnerable heart
The YOU, with whom I can take a leap of faith
The YOU, to whom I can talk about my hidden fears
Please be that YOU
Please . . .
The gentle pearl-grey wind entangled my hair a little more
The sparkling moonlit raindrops drenched me and my soul to the core
That ecstatic moment on a sandy shore
I love, I cherish and really adore.
I loved the aroma and loved the touch
The sand melted under my feet as such
But I felt peaceful inside and outside
That beautiful night I really adore
When I walked with him in rain on that sandy shore.