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Poems by Swami VedaBharati

 

 

BELOVED INFINITE

 

Let me be a target of your compassionate eyes,infinite, my beloved infinite, or let my target be you and let me bean arrow sped from the bow of your cosmic sound called "Om." Let meride the breezes of the breaths on my way, and as an arrow becomesone with its target, so may I be one with you, oh my life, my higherlife-- infinite, my beloved infinite.

Love, you are my love. Joy, you are my joy.Whenever you are with me, I Am. When you are away, I cease to be. Iam weak, lonely, defeated, depressed when I lose sight of you. Aglimpse of you is my eternal victory, the victory that is yours,coscious one, the only conscious one of the universe --infinite, mybeloved infinite.

I spend only frief moments with you, but theeternity that you pack into those moments is never enough for me.Yet, I turn away from your presence like a child leaping from hismother's lap to run to a shiny wrapper, not knowing why, neverknowing why, and I lose the sight of you. My light, my solar light --infinite, my beloved infinite.

But now, for now and forever the bow is ready, thebreeze is right, my target is before me. Let it be your hand thatshoots. Let it be your sound that is the bow. Let this breeze be yourbreath. Let my target be you. Let this soul be the arrow, the soulthat is your spark, well feathered, winged, free with your ownfreedom. I am you -- infinite, my beloved infinite.

 

 

From Swami Veda's upcoming books:MEDITATIONS FROM THE SUN, Vol. I and II.


UNBOUND

 

How can a river's soaking lips beparched?

How the flowing stream tongue feel dry?

How the Lord of Free will be

by slender fibers bound?

How can our solar soul ever wilt ordie?

 

Death liberates me from bondage oflife,

Liberation frees me from fetters ofdeath.

When thus I am returned to life's FreedomCity

without any of enfleshment's continuingidiom,

Freedom sings to me a fairy song thatsays:

All in the all sans "was," "will be," "shallcease,"

is ever pure, ever wise, unbound, everfree.

 

Soar, soar, soar from every luminouspore

of mine, O Lighting, to sky's farthestshore,

Roar, roar, roar from woods that mindexplores.

 

O Silences, to suns and suns yondermore

Yea, to every distant sun's

deep fathomless fire core.

 

 

From Swami Veda's upcoming booksMEDITATIONS FROM THE SUN, Vol. I and II.

 

Copyright 1999 Museum of European Art


 

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