Moonface

When you call
She will pervade you
A beloved teacher
will appear then
and give you a purple bouquet
Maybe of lavender flowers
In the lure of its aura
Open your arms as large as a field
and embrace
Being its earth by your skin
Earth of all spices
Inducing the fire
Fire of inspiational will
Fold
Fold then the fingers
to chin mudra
To be the mudra
of this universe
Gifted to the moon is
A gift of the moon
Not other
Not Other
than you
O! Moonface
You are the
Goddess of the mountains
A mantra of
The moon
Invoked
this breath
and shaped
us
Us
Not before or after
But successionless

Thats exactly where we have met
In between two breath
Thats exactly why we never spoke
Knowing it all
Being being it all
by our union

And that’s why
When the moon asks
a drawing from you
And uf you are blessed to hear her
Leave everything that moment
Immediately
and make a drawing
for the moon

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Image: painting mixed media for a Tale for children of all age groups!
Oil, crayon, acrylic, ink

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Your eyes

Suspended from the brightest of stars
I have retained your retina now
seedling of all space flowers
Shooting
Blossoming 
Expanding
All that
in poetic precision
in one line
is the dance

Dance of crystalline green

Intact
and still
surrendered by the sounds
of all explosions of bulbs

This mother and father
unstruck are one body now

You and I
making the only
now

love
love
love

The unspeakable

When you think of me is when I think of you is made of love only and received immediately and perpetually without any delay/space/gap/words because in love mind is the same Heart is the same and One
When you think of me is when I think of you is made of #love only dissolving seasons and landscapes Making worlds transparent Stitching time with patterns of residues
for yoga only
Only yoga converts these stitches to flower fractals gifted to the dance of the wind
The wind that reflects the fractal flowers as clouds that will rain rain
for Satya
When you think of me is when I think of you is made of love only and so I can see you when I want in a shape through which I sense you are watching me but a shape is a concession only
because then you are everywhere if this is to be assigned to a place
because then you are everything if this is to be assigned to a thing
When you think of me is when I think of you is made of #love only but ‘to think’ is not how i can describe such recognition in reality
You is a sparkle landing from a crest to the heart that converts to a white flower that reflects all color as gapless creativity …
You is a dream that makes all a dream inseparable from truth
You is a thought that stops all thought

You is not something to be continued
You is not silence not any stillness could describe
You
And still
You is all that

The unspeakable

Reflection of reflection

We sit in meditation
 like holding hands
 We connect from our hearts
 to manifest
 the pattern
 of the Stars

which becomes a reflection
 of the lover's dream

in waters

which manifests
 and materializes
 a dock
 to tie itself to

diluting
 the gates
 between three worlds

for those who can see

all the rest
 as a means

appear within
 the knowledge of the self

an awareness of which
 is the bridge
 connecting both sides

a bike to cross
 to reach the ship
 where lovers' meet

Dissolving
 all that
 to a sparkle

from the water
 to the sky
 from the sky
 to the lover's eye

that has been
 shining
 eternally

immuting
 the
 dark
 as of
 its
 own




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Leiden Haven

Meeting place of Lovers 

A whisper of all knowledge beyond ears
is the meeting place of Lovers dating in the light of the simultaneity of our ceaseless being.

The sound of the embrace of Lovers is a Namaste shaping a love sign posing the world of this mother and father.

Our bodies – An effulgent  instrument
Made of this light- Plays – the symphony of illuminating light and dissolves in light

Image: digital photocollage

The sequence knows itself

effortlessly unfolds itself by itself

Likewise
Life happens according to spiritual readiness 

All experience is asana
The world All inclusive
A body

and Life
A reflection on a fluidish surface
Made of the stuff Self is made of

and Life
An exploration
Dissolving its goal to itself

As there cannot be a goal between I and I (the self)
.

Image: meditative sketch with color pencil . Second and third images are versions of the mirror filter applied on the first and they amaze me somehow 

There is no distance between love and love

 sketch from photo

“What is that amazing thing that you both are looking at? ”

my dear friend asked me this question which was so important to make me realize the beauty of my niece’s look and our timeless stand there as one,  that summer.

Maybe I never had a chance to tell him

“We are looking to that amazing point between love and love” ♡

Vijñanabhairava (verse 71)- Dhāranā48

“On the occasion of a great delight being obtained or on the occasion of delight arising from seeing a friend or a relative after a long time, one should meditate on the delight itself and become absorbed in it, then his mind will become identified with it.”