Inspiration

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I sense an inspiration
Fire and river
It is all a part
of you and of me

Life is a living dream
Life is wild
Yes, life is a party
That is true

Still, this blood runs deep
The voice of inspiration,
more of a whisper,
than a thunder loud

This sense of inspiration,
is a call from the river within
It finds its strength
from all forces unified

So, life is a party, yes
Yet, it is also a call
Life is meant to be lived,
by the tall and the small

In the end,
what really mattered,
was not the idea or the image,
the fame or the show,
but a faithful trust in this flow

Fire and River

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You can be glad
Fire is great, river is strong
You know it
You know you belong
You know a deeper love
There you can let all things go
Listen to the silence
Be there
Be there
The inner calling
Now

In life you fall
You make mistakes
First you want to hide, later to be seen
Yet, you can be glad
You know you belong
The deeper love,
is what you know
In the silence
So, be there
Be
Now

Keep walking this road
Live each moment
Then let it go, as you prepare for more
You can be glad
Don’t need to believe
You know
You know
The silence tells you,
all you need
Keep going there
Be in it
Go 

 

Golden Lizards

I may say we need to be present,
to feel alive in creation
Yet, in my blaming of the other,
I miss the target unseen
It is I who hurry, I too go out of my way,
to make everyone’s perfect day

A sudden glimpse reveals the secret, how to just presently be,
the model of life I point to so eagerly

I let the image of you disappear,
swallow my shadow raw
I stretch my ear and lean within
to become a silent, available soil

As I sit in silence, roots drinking from this newfound fountain, I see two golden lizards gracefully circling in a coil of bodies

That’s when, I savor the sweet taste of breathing

Arms Raised

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You are planted here
Remain so while you are alive
Grow your roots deep
Let gravity hold you close

Falling,
the lying on the ground,
is not defeat,
but an act of deep listening

You live life from ground up,
drinking from darkest deep below ground

Up you will also reach with your arms raised,
held fast in your own divine embrace

Table’s Hall

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Sitting at the round table
Sharing poems, stories and dreams
In the moment,
faces and smiles ablaze

Around this table together
Leaning into each other
Listening deeply,
joy and laughter flowing

Hearts speaking, souls sharing
Living a dream,
yet this presence, is real
Amazement, excitement to feel

Salamanders burning
Table’s now turning
Releasing deepest yearning
Oh, lives untold, glory to behold

Tales of revelation
We are here to be known
Dancing freely now,
around a luminous table of tables

Wild and alive we are
Ready for another journey
Later we’ll sit down to tell our tales
Now, on hearing the call,
Let’s leave this old table’s hall

 

Beautiful Nuances

I don’t know if it’ll cover
Don’t know if I’ll discover,
all good truth there is
I really don’t know, but,
my friend, I’ll tell you
I know mostly enough
It covers it, for me
Yet, it won’t help you
You must head out too
Be true to you, do you
Come back when you’re done,
even preferably, a little undone
Then we can help each other,
share it all,
the beautiful, loud, nuances of
Silence,
whispering its eternal secrets
Then, since we are becoming, we are alive

World in a Stone

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I sense something has changed in me
                             I am thankful, light and free

                                                                                                                I see the whole world in a stone

Lantern

We are all seekers
Seekers of joy, seekers of truth
From open fields or narrow valleys
All together on our paths of life

Coming from the open fields,
desperate in confusion and bewilderment
Longing for frame and connection
Now in need of ground

Those from narrow valleys,
gasping from suffocation and entanglement
Crying for breath and belonging
Now in need of field

Together we carry this dream,
joy in love, hope in truth
Our outset or paths may differ,
yet the longing flames the same

A wise one searches for unity,
unity in all
A wise one prays for light of boundless form,
to protect us from fall

Yet, are there still steps in wisdom?
Will there be another surprise?
Oh, Luminous Lantern,
If we fall in dark woods, we hope to rise in joy
  

Another Call

Narrow my window had become
I could barely breathe,
barely live in this or their temple
Then they closed it, window shut
I fell, I was lost
Trapped in the kingdom,
of the desperate and dying
What had been a small light,
now gone
I was nobody’s son

Soon lost at sea
Searching wherever
Seemed like I’d never
find new land
Monsters in the deep,
dragons in the sky
Fire burning,
a salamander’s torch
So thirsty

That’s when I saw the flicker,
from a distant lamp
Oil kept it going,
until my hand held the light
I suddenly saw all its might
It created a terrible fright
I would have to fight,
a wrestling for my life,
my own soul

The angel from the deep,
entered upon the land
Was it also a woman, was it man?
I couldn’t know
Yet the angel’s sword
bruised me in the dark
The wound bled red
I cried into the Silence,
and fell to my knees

It was a new beginning,
there on my knees
The red, bleeding wound
received a silent balm
I sensed fresh air, I could breathe
I saw a window open,
then all windows gone
My breathing got deep,
and I drank from a rich well
Everything opened

Oh day of glory,
when I could leave behind,
the barren land of agony
The principals were taken
When I woke up, like from a dream,
I was standing on my feet
Made new,
in the image of One,
I had now become

I sensed freedom
New adventures awaited
I was made for living after all
I sensed another call

Photo of Alnes in Norway: Punam Kumari