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by Guthema Roba


  until I am strewn into small peals of the hungry skies

  into a dust of constellations

  into tiny delicious blushes of the moon

  until I fully evaporate

  into the heat of your presence

  and cannot go back to sleep again.

  * * *

  Window of Your Mind-Body

  May the window of your mind-body

  break wide open!

  May the door of your heart crack apart

  And turn you into a workshop of divine light!

  * * *

  Rosemary Garden

  Companionship is

  a rosemary garden

  where we bloom and

  burst into a sweet scent

  with so much ease and only

  a little rain,

  until we bring into it

  demands and expectations.

  * * *

  Be a Sweet Poem

  If you want to connect with other human beings

  on the deepest, most intimate level

  don’t speak to their hierarchy or social status.

  Don’t miss the point, my friend.

  speak directly to their heart.

  Be a sweet poem that cuts our chest open

  and frees a thousand dark songs.

  * * *

  Concrete Roads

  If you want

  light to penetrate you

  and dispel your illusion,

  stay open and relaxed.

  See how the grass grows

  through the tiny cracks

  in the concrete roads.

  * * *

  From the Ego’s Side

  From the ego’s side

  awakening to your true fragrance

  is a shocking news because it means

  the deconstructive process of the known

  and the tearing down of the old structure.

  * * *

  Because You Are Here

  The heart is deeply moved and

  Immensely touched by your beauty.

  Because you are here,

  The world is kinder, more serene and

  more understanding.

  * * *

  You’re a Symphony

  With utmost humility and humbleness

  I can say this, most beautiful one;

  You’re a symphony in all hearts

  When we learn how to listen to YOU.

  Every time I remember YOU,

  YOU come down

  in the form of morning mist and

  soak my lips with love.

  YOU are in every single feather

  of the eagle’s wings

  The wild horses galloping in the hills

  Carry YOU in their hooves.

  YOU are a miracle and

  Babies drink YOU with their mothers milk.

  Farmers dilute YOU with

  Their waters and bathe in YOU.

  Lovers mix YOU with their creams

  and put YOU on their bodies.

  They say YOU are very healing.

  They say YOU are very soothing.

  In the village so far away

  Bakeries sprinkle YOU in their flours

  and make delicious bread.

  Their customers sing all night with joy.

  They say they are drunk, so drunk with joy that

  they could no longer tell

  the difference between day and night.

  You’re a symphony in all hearts

  When we learn how to listen to You.

  * * *

  What Are You Doing to Me?

  I am so drunk

  on the sweetness of your eyes, beloved one

  And I no longer know what I am doing

  For whatever I do, you’re the doer.

  You’re the wings of the sun

  and I am the feather.

  You’re my water.

  I fill my glass with you and drink you

  and quench my thirst.

  Some days I drink you right from the rain

  And some days from the ground.

  Does it matter, how I drink you?

  You are the sunlight

  And I am a flower. I raise myself from the ground

  to reach your lips.

  When you turn to a mountain,

  I become a rock in your heart.

  Then you’re the ocean and I become a stream

  flowing towards you, always, flowing towards you. Flowing.

  You see beloved one,

  all I am doing is to get closer to you. Closer to you,

  closer to you, closer to you.

  There are times, most beautiful one

  when I get lost in my daily rounds,

  When interruption happens between you and I

  Like fish out of water,

  the body exhausts and disintegrates

  and I forget that I am breathing,

  I forget that I am singing in the heart.

  and I come home to find you.

  You surprise me: You’re always there for me.

  You rest your hands on my face

  and the body heals again! The mind heals again

  Then your lips bring drunkenness

  to my heart.

  Oh beloved one

  What are you doing to me?

  * * *

  Expansive Heart

  It is not light or

  beauty or any treasure that you need.

  You are already that.

  What you really need is

  the clarity to see them

  and an expansive heart

  to contain them.

  * * *

  Your Name

  I only whispered your name

  But the mountains echoed it back to my neighbors.

  The winds carried it all over the places

  The deserts drew it in their sands

  The oceans wrote it on their faces.

  And mystics engraved it in their hearts.

  Oh, the illumined one,

  I only whispered your name

  And yet birds’ musical band

  Sing you all day

  In my yard.

  * * *

  Whatever You Don’t Say

  Oh, beloved friend!

  Whatever you say to me is,

  like rain is to the crops.

  They are music to my ears.

  They are roses in the yards of love.

  They are delight to my body and my soul.

  But radiant one

  whatever you don’t say

  Enter my heart

  And dazzle me like flash of thunder,

  like beam of light.

  * * *

  Leaves in the Storm

  What the alchemist does

  To his metal

  You do to me, beloved one.

  The wind from the bellows of a blacksmith

  Loves to kiss the charcoal.

  What does the charcoal say

  To this love affair?

  Whoever is turning

  rocks into gems

  or dinosaurs into birds

  is also turning me around

  like leaves in the storm.

  * * *

  The Line

  Beauty surrounds me every day and

  I cannot see it.

  a rose spreads her fragrance

  and I cannot smell it.

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nbsp; birds sing into my ears

  and I cannot hear the song

  trees hold hands and dance in unison

  and I cannot feel this sacredness

  Radiant one

  Do I need to tell you this?:

  The line connecting you and I

  has been temporarily broken.

  * * *

  Be Here

  When

  You choose to be here,

  inside this moment, right here,

  don’t expect a prize or certificate

  of excellence.

  Just be here.

  Because that is

  all there is. That is all

  you have.

  * * *

  Your Brilliant Servant

  Promise yourself

  one more thing before you go

  out the world today:—

  Let your mind be your brilliant servant

  not your commander-in-chief

  so that the world will be more fragrant,

  more friendly, more transparent and

  we can smile more often.

  * * *

  All Day

  All day

  We go our way

  searching for meaning

  in our existence.

  At night

  We go to sleep until

  The beloved wakes us up for a kiss

  again.

  There is a tender, intimate voice that is constantly

  inviting us to plunge deep into her

  Richness and feel the love

  That can nourish the world

  That is already

  thirsty, tired and troubled.

  * * *

  You Contain Everything

  Whatever you are thinking,

  whatever emotions you’re experiencing

  in this moment;

  I want you to remember that

  your fragrance, from the sky

  to the ground, from the coral reef

  to a mountain-top

  is all-encompassing,

  more powerful

  than your worries of the past

  or your fears of the uncertain.

  You contain everything,

  big and small,

  high and low.

  Yes,

  You’ve occupied life’s deepest mystery already.

  Now all you want to do is

  get up and spin to her

  Symphony.

  * * *

  Eventually

  Don’t rush

  towards the depth of a great mystery.

  you will find it extremely overwhelming or

  you will lose your curiosity

  too early.

  Whatever wants to be seen,

  touched and felt

  will reveal itself eventually.

  * * *

  The Portal

  You gaze at the night sky and notice he has no pockets at all

  He is too alive to store opinions and stories.

  You marvel at how vast and tranquil he is!

  On the ocean’s belly, tides frolic.

  They fall and rise and fall again. The ocean does not take it seriously.

  He knows they will eventually enter his heart and vanish.

  An immense green hill emerges on your walk

  It is scented with sunflowers and dandelions.

  Your lips part to say something but no words are spoken.

  Look around. Everywhere is music

  But my friend: Have you ever looked at yourself close enough?

  Have you ever looked into yourself? You’re the portal,

  The entry gate, the passage into the most beautiful thing

  You can ever imagine.

  * * *

  Traffic Jam

  Dear friend:

  I’ve learned so many words but

  none of them

  speak of your beauty

  anymore.

  But I can sat this:

  as soon your nearness is felt strongly

  as soon as your hands touch me;

  what seems to be a traffic jam from inside

  clears away and the cloud in my mind

  scatters.

  * * *

  Seed

  Look how passionately

  and secretly a fruit holds

  her seed deep inside her;

  That is how love holds you,

  beloved friend.

  * * *

  How Long

  how long does it take for the sun

  to touch the ground and blow her a kiss?

  How long does it take for a man to open

  his eyes and see with love?

  dear one.

  we’ve waited for you so long

  to stand naked and be yourself

  so that we can merge with you totally

  and turn together into an eternal flame.

  * * *

  New Year’s Resolution

  let this be your new year’s

  resolution:—

  to be more present,

  to listen more and talk less

  and know what you are—

  to move further and awaken the sun

  in your heart—

  and to love and love and love

  more tenderly and deeply.

  * * *

  Daily Race

  It is not the daily race

  To prove each other right or wrong

  Nor the stories making the news headlines

  That heal the deep wounds of human suffering.

  It is when all the puddles choose to surrender

  The last droplet of their identity

  to the cosmic sea.

  * * *

  When You See the Moon

  when you see the moon

  wandering in the night sky.

  Be kind, stop and ask her where she is going

  and what her plans are.

  She probably is looking for a room

  Inside you.

  * * *

  Temporary Enchantment

  Dear friend—

  why do you go to a faraway land

  chasing a temporary enchantment?

  In front of you,

  the source is dancing inside

  the speckle of dust.

  * * *

  The Heart Does Not Plan

  The heart

  Does not plan.

  She does not mark calendars.

  It does not make announcements

  in advance.

  It just blossoms spontaneously awakening

  the entire winter skies.

  * * *

  Love Moves In

  Love moves in and the snow thaws

  Frogs sing in the pond no matter how cold it feels.

  Break the horse’s reins. Calm the mind and listen.

  move beyond senses. Everything flows. Everywhere is light.

  And the beauty you see is your own heart’s awakening.

  * * *

  Your Miraculous Strength

  Your miraculous strength

  is this:—

  Your courage to recognize bliss

  as yourself;—

  Your willingness not to judge

  and your ability to dissolve

  into Love.

  * * *

  Beyond Belief

  The reason

  you a
re beautiful and alive beyond belief

  is because this immaculate force of life

  keeps expanding and ripening and

  expressing itself through you.

  * * *

  Old Messages

  If you are feeling void and hollow,

  Don’t be scared.

  And don’t run to the store to fill the gap.

  the beautiful one

  Inside of you loves

  cleaning your old messages.

  * * *

  A Mountain across the Street

  You might not have noticed this;

  I am a mountain across the street

  from where you live.

  Days and nights I keep

  echoing your splendor back to you

  so that you know how beautiful you are.

  * * *

 

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