Tag Archives: Poetry

Making Shapes

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Bending, moulding
Hands expertly guiding
Chiseling, manipulating

He steps back, admiring
Perhaps scrutinizing a little too much
Muscles on bones, joints too tight

Bones on skin, and joint to joint
Pulling, pushing, head cocked to one side
Intently observing

He does not create,
For what is, has been created
The vessel in its glorious perfection
Yet still in need of so much adjustments

The artist is as much the teacher
As the teacher is the artist that inspires
Neither inventing anything new
Only lighting up the road towards truth

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The Great Brick Wall

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The great brick wall; resurrected
As with all other things that happens; unexpected
It might just have gone up overnight
But I stand to be corrected

Sadly, sadly there isn’t a door
To which I could walk myself through this wall
Madly, madly it fills the growing silence
That rears its head like a menace

There is paint on this wall, and it’s starting to dry
The layers underneath, in striking yellow, blue, green; so bright
But someone must have thought it was time
To paint it over again, in pure stark white

There is a monk with a paintbrush crying “do not fight it, do not fight!”
Splashing paint and erasing these memories by design
No moons, nor planets nor stars can ever be so aligned
As the hearts and the world that exists in our minds

Surrender

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You say with determination “This year,
Will be the year of surrender”
When good things appeared, scanty but bold;
All the arms of Love seems to behold 
Promises of reunion with this gracious soul
You accepted, surrendered as you were told 
Minds were sparked, doors thrown open
The veil that held us apart, no that was not the concern 
Because slowly, and surely this path that you have chosen 
Reveals a bigger promise, royally golden
And so two roads begins to run parallel together
Unlikely, unplanned, oh what does it matter? 
Chain us in balls and shackles, let us be fettered 
If it means growth to the Soul, would that not be for the better? 
It is easier to surrender 
When the gates of the Garden reveals itself to you, even only for a little 
While, and while you are swept in this current 
Know that whatever is given to you will eventually be taken 
Away, it seems like you have been there 
For moments longer than you would care
To count and be accounted for
You have walked through and stayed too long, yet still ask for more
The audacity! Such propensity of ungratefulness
Listen to that voice inside of you whisper in kindness 
“Surrender even when you are hurting;
What is; is, and therefore no struggling” 
Surrender, even when that which has arrived is leaving 
What is; is, the ending is also a new beginning 

One day You will teach me to let go of my fears

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To stand with ease
In uncertainty
To accept the longing
Of comfort without security

To surrender completely
Into Your arms
Let time stand still in eternity

It does not matter
If the union of energy
Across the cosmos
Will cause an explosion of pleasure

It does not matter
If I am worshipped on a golden pedestal

It does not matter
If this life afford me nothing more than today

And if the fear of growing old;
In the company of no other but myself
Becomes unbearable
You will teach me to let go of my fears

To fall in to the unknown
Or bend backwards reaching out
Towards the ground that I cannot yet see
With strong feet and and an open heart
And a knowing that You will be there
To catch me

And all of this will eventually amount to nothing
Because it does not matter
For no man can transcend
The completion of Your embrace

I am

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I am with you in every breath
Every thought of every single man

I am, I am, I am
I am with you in the whisper of the wind
Softly whistling into your ears
Je suis, je suis, je suis 
 
I am in every streak of the red burning sun
I am the tears from across the split broken sky
I am the pain in every desires of your heart
I am in the sound of every running brook that joins the sea
Wo shi, wo shi, wo shi 
 
And I am the silence which exists eternally within you.
I am that.

Forefathers

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Stories of our forefathers 
Their beliefs and sacrifices
Where have their souls returned?

“…and to Him we shall surely return”

And if we were to turn our heads
Not away, not astray 
But to a pathway less explored
A road less travelled 
What does that make us? 

The blasphemous? The cursed and ceaselessly lost? 
Or the ones guided by the unseen hands of God? 

And if we were to turn away our heads 
From the beliefs of our forefathers 
The thread that binds us together 
Where would that leave us? 

Floating freely, like a ship without anchor? 
Or moving steadily towards the strange pull of Love itself? 

..and this is the wonder that is keeping the stars apart

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Time is rather fascinating, from hours, to months and years – one can’t help but wonder what life would be like without any concept of time? Without any regard of time there will be no such thing as New Years no? But the concept of time, amongst its many other function serves as a tool of reflection, consolidation and integration of experiences into something meaningful. Because man is always out to find and attach meaning to everything that happens to them, Viktor E. Frankl certainly got famous from it, and I am not far behind in agreement.

This year has been nothing short of magical. Cliche I know, but it is one word that I can use with all honesty and still feel that it falls short of encapsulating the essence of 2014. Since it is also the end of my twenties, that “defining decade”, it feels really good to be exactly where I am today, to look back on all the big life decisions I have made to bring me here, and to feel a sense of excitement entering into my thirties.

If there was a word I could use to sum up my entire year it would be blessings. I am infinitely blessed and for this I am endlessly grateful to the Universe and the Higher power that governs it. From the opportunities that came in a steady stream and watching Mind Body Breath grow from strength to strength (with the 2 coolest thing to happen to it was the appearance on TV3 Berita Utama and coverage in Her World magazine), the kindness of strangers, the meeting of beautiful souls and mind blowing connections that transcends all my understanding of what it means to really and truly connect with another person, and ultimately the expansion of a group of people I hold close and dear in my heart.

Delivering a report and having a Vietnamese translator by my side (and discovering that having your presentation translated actually gives you plenty of time to calm that public speaking nerves – woohoo!), appearing on their national news, embarking on this teaching thing full time, sharing my written thoughts with others and seeing on it print, sharing what I love and what I know to others and watching them experience similar benefits and positivity, that maiden trip to India, falling in love with Saraswathi and her energy, discovering the value of parampara, falling head over heels with the entire practice and discovering an entirely new world around it, kick starting a business partnership with a person who is so similar to me in values yet so utterly different in certain worldviews and looking forward to the kind of boundless beauty that will result from this communion.

There were a couple of lessons that became really clear to me which affirms some of my understanding of the world or whatever it was that I may have read from before. I understood the concept of making space by first releasing the things that doesn’t serve you anymore. Magic happens in those spaces. They really do 🙂 I understood every quality that which we love, admire, hate or detest in other people are merely the reflection of the exact same qualities within ourselves, shedding an entirely different light and meaning on my understanding of ‘one-ness’ and the self. And I have also come to understand that the Universe awards you with many, many gifts in different forms and that you would only have to be present and aware when it happens to fully appreciate it. Of the biggest lesson in this though, I have learned that sometimes this gifts are not meant to be kept, sometimes to be let go as immediately as they came, sometimes to not be owned but appreciated as they are, and on other times, to be experienced and then to allow distance from it and to admire it from afar. The challenge that remains for me at least is to learn not to grow attached to any of these wonderful gifts.

Equally as the affirmation occurs, so too did the disintegration of certain beliefs that was accompanied with a lot of questions that was really uncomfortable leading to days of unease and sleeps underlined with meaningless nightmares. I am still questioning a lot of things but I have managed to find comfort in this very uncomfortable process, to make peace with certain things that remains unknown and to embrace fully my ability to question the very foundation of my faith and trusting this entire process in and of itself. Certainly these questions arise from within for the mere purpose of drawing one closer to the self.

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
E.E Cummings