Sunlight lifted with Her golden fingers


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Hae.mi, as the golden sun interlopes
With the falling snowflakes, I see the destiny
Of how to trust the universe
It’s a woman who teaches, it’s a man who obeys

Like a lullaby of sweetly flowing years
“Trust the universe”
“You will be happy”
The nations can rage on, I do not care

Friends and lovers are free
To call my bluff, I enjoy the calm
Of solitude, the way the harmless hours
Merge into the sea of experience

Hae.mi, we do not need much love to survive
Only one drop of truth in our hearts
To believe that anything is possible
When the sun is low, and I am a colored singer

Who can hear the charm of the soul
It does not matter if I am simple, poor, barren
The world is wide, it extends to all people
I am a servant of the universe

With or without my consent, I pray at the chapple
Of her designs, and my tears are pure gratitude
There’s nothing left when memories burn away
Only beauty, only the inquiring mind

Of one for the many, of light for its unity
Of darkness, for the bird islands of life
You are as much alive as you dance in my cells
There’s no need to possess, when bliss is a substitute

In the meditation of our lives, art reassures us
That our suffering has spiritual meaning
The same mist hangs, as in ancient times
Your human eyes, pieces all that I am
To see divinity in a human form, is its own reward.

On The F r i n g e s of E n l i g h t e n m e n t


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On The F r i n g e s of E n l i g h t e n m e n t

I am the beginning’s mind
In love with many possibilities
So I became a poet
Without accepting the fact

That everything changes
We are impotent
We cannot find perfect composure

Life is a koan ready to be experienced
Transience is that nature
And nurture of the game
Art is like the discipline

Of creating a reoccurring situation
Where the world is its own magic
And we are visitors, it’s that simple

So won’t you stay for a while?
Everything is perfect
And understanding yourself
Allows you to understand everything

And ultimately, we must exist
Right here and now
I am the beginner at love

For only recently
Did I recognize her everywhere.

The Last Bhajan


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My Beloved dwells in my heart
She is touching me right now
As we speak, I can feel her
Eyelashes on my soul, blinking
Me into a lifelong state of bliss

My Beloved tells me I’m needed
Just the way I am, that I exist
For a purpose, I want to offer her my gifts
All that I am ever am or could be
My Beloved knows my Will

To serve her into Eternity
I have actually seen her Abode of Joy
She offers it to me with her flaming pen
My Beloved dances with me
Between the curtains of morning

From some place far away and distant
She finds me from within
I have no human body, to say
This was real, but I feel her nearly
In every second, she creates

Moments and vibrations in me
My Beloved sets me free
She is touching me right now
It makes tears pour down my cheeks
Her baby eyes watch me with
A terrible power of innocence.