Rita Linzi Rei लेबलों वाले संदेश दिखाए जा रहे हैं. सभी संदेश दिखाएं
Rita Linzi Rei लेबलों वाले संदेश दिखाए जा रहे हैं. सभी संदेश दिखाएं

सोमवार, अक्टूबर 25, 2010

what to say

I don't know what to say
Speachless and overflowing overwhelming emotions
Are taking my breath away
Paper to table and pen to hand
Transcribing this energy
Words attempt to understand
Love is endless infinite divine
Fear loosens it's cruel poisonous grip
Dying giving rebirth it's due time

सोमवार, मई 10, 2010

A fiction in form

Think its love?
Think not
Hide and Seek - Seek and find
An illusion in the mind
Powerful accusation indeed
Love cannot be captured
An emptiness to feed
Emotion that is shaped like a heart
A fiction in form
Will only be torn apart
With expectations created
And conditions that have no place
What would happen if we tried to contain space?
Love is something unexpected
A pleasant surprise
Not always easily explained
Like the sun, the moon, the starts, the sunset and the sunrise
Surrender the fear, the ego, the race
Be in stillness dear one and love will reveal its Divine Face

मंगलवार, फ़रवरी 16, 2010

bliss is the goal

Seek the sorrow
Be free from the pain
Search to be free
And it will all remain the same
Arms wide open
Palms open to the sky
Surrender now dear
Do you want to fly?
Journey here
Search over there
A light shines bright within
Why so unaware?
Illumination of the heart
Devotional from the soul
Climbing the ladder of ascension
Ecstatic bliss is the goal

To finally be me!

Truth be Told
Another awaken morn
Should I embrace the new day?
Or turn over and fold
Same old story
Day after day
The day shines bright
But all I see is gray
Longing to be happy
Longing to be free
Longing for the chance
To finally be me!

Mysterious Pink Flowers


Mysterious Pink Flowers

The mysterious pink flowrs that I have seen in my dreams,
Not all that unusual;
Common to others they may seem
I dreamed of the mountains, the pines and the frost
The quiet, the stillness, the peace where I can get lost
In the depths of my awareness,
I searched for this place
A small hill station, Shimala,
Revealed its Grace
Truly miraculous as the moments unfold its power
Wayward north traveling up the mountainside, I see those pink flowrs
A snapshot in time now, a small city revealed,
I am smiling inside, in my heart, the pink flowers are sealed.