Poetry

MY BELOVED………….. WHAT IS LOVE ?

MY BELOVED, WHAT IS LOVE ? My Beloved When you asked narinder, “ What is Love ?” Who was it, who asked ? And who was it, who was asked ? And when narinder said , “ I am...

The Song of Love

The Song of Love The song of Love Is an unending Melody It’s roots lie in the Joy of the song And the harping on the strings Is the Gift divine The Grace of the Guru. The song has you in...

OM …………… the soundless sound

The soundless sound The wordless word Is the joy of Silence Silence The womb of words that leads us into its own Being....stillness ! As also plays the game of words That speeds us away from Itself... it's own Being Into...

The Only Symphony

The Only Symphony Who isn’t drifting inside and out at the same time? Whose heart doesn’t float like a paper-thin note on the wind? I have been watching the leaves do their leaving, watching the wind scoop over and under...

Last 2 days to submit to TIFERET Sacred Poetry Contest! Marie Howe will judge,...

April is our deadline for the 2010 TIFERET Sacred Poetry Contest. Please submit your poems ($5 apiece to submit) by clicking on link to left... First prize is $500 plus publication in our print...

Listen!

Amid the vast buildings And the mist of noise I look for my missing identity. I recklessly wander here and there like Set-free cattle on the road, The passer by get angry with me Disappointed, I beg for the people To...

A Soulful Journey!

I walk down the path of uncertainty To reach the abode of peace Like an untamed animal my mind revolts Against all odds that befall on the path I behold the both - fair and foe Merging into one...

Identity

I'm more like anybody, A common face however, People refuse to recognize me. I approach the Known with names, I beg them to help Make my name Known. They just keep silence as if Heard nothing! What could I make this out? A...

One last call for essays/poems to submit to interfaithing.com

This could be a short essay about an experience you've had with a person from a religion other than your own...

Secular

(a Journey) I do not make light of the heaviness which dwells in my heart. And I think to my chi, “perhaps if I empty my insides, it will all fall out too.” she tells me what I know...