DIVINE  THOUGHTS   

Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts...

Their momentous eloquence rising free...

A holy excitement  uplifting my soul, as if

rows after rows of roses, lilies, daffodils dancing

to insane symphonic chords in chromatic crescendo

encore after encore after ... another encore.

Fragrance of purity of thoughts

pervading my every subtle pore,

like cool breeze, like a sneaking light,

my heart knows no bounds in sheer delight.

In my heart is a flame, a steady golden glow,

not the least of flicker, anywhere,

its effulgence singing His glory in me

as in supreme reverence to Him I bow. 

He, the Blue One*, with the magic flute

His lips smiling a calm gentle reflective smile,

transforming in every believer ...

hate to love, apathy to compassion,

noise to silence, silence to Peace,

for He is Oum, He is the Peace.

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                                            --Vijay Nikore

(original and unpublished)

* The Blue One .. Lord Krishna