If this tumbling stream be nameless,
I might as well hazard a descriptive guess.
Ripple River might do,
there are none here
to deny my footloose thoughts.
Submerged river rocks guide
a sun guzzling water
through a wooded way.
I'm not good at identifying tree's,
how they shape themselves
means more to me.
How old can a little creek be?
How to measure the ever changing?
If I return to this place by dawn or evening light
the name of this stream might alter yet again,
the way the light swims
renames our memories of it.
I prefer pictorial names
for all those innate features of a place,
the pleasure of naming prospects and vistas
gets to be a sacramental act,
a way of saying:
"Hey, I see you."
Sweet Lord, cosmic flute player
Rama Rama Hare Hare
India's deity, mythology
Krishna Krishna
Religion oldest and largest
Incarnation of Vishnu- Guru Vishnu
Supreme God of Protection, Compassion, Tenderness, and Love
Hallelujah
Namaste`
Avatar eighth of Vishnu
OOOOOMMMMMM
….s I g h ?
Did I feed the cat”
OOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM
….d a m n ?
…….red dress…?
OOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM
….zzzzzzzzzz…
…..H U H ! what time is it?
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM
……oh no!....
……..hope the baby’s car seat is in my car.
OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNOOOOOOOOO
……..mommy’s coming……
OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH
………..BABY…
John G. Lawless
©12/3/2021
we have it in each other
to nurture peace on earth
AP: 3rd place 2021
Posted on September 7, 2020
Stand down,
The battle is won,
The fight has been fought,
You are neither daughter nor son,
For you are the star, the moon, the sky in which reality hangs,
Do not fight to define yourself,
You are the God you seek,
Not a reflection, not a shadow,
God knows you as God,
It is time you stop pretending to be anything and be,
The illusion of reality will melt away,
Only after you give up on figuring it out,
The universe will become your world as it always has been,
All that separates you from anything else will cease,
You will greet everyone as God just as you know yourself to be,
Stand down, wake up, dream on,
Reality is the illusion and all that is not is reality,
Breathe in and fill with the love that is all.
Namaste.
Random strangers crossing in the street
Namaste she said to me
Hands joined as she nodded her head
Engaging my heart without deviating
Arrow straight to my soul
Stood out unlike anyone else
I could tell her heart was pure
She was coming from a place of peace
Her soul untroubled and serene
Her eyes vast expanses of gentleness
That was it
Her gift
Namaste
And she walked away
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~NAMASTE~ 2020
Read on air by invitation ~ July 21, 2021 'WORDS & MUSIC'
Submitted on February 28, 2018 for contest RANDOM ACTS OF KINDNESS sponsored by KAI MICHAEL NEUMANN - RANKED 2ND
Teaching what I learnt
From heroes and
heroines-
The known and
unknown
I owe each each of you
hugs
Which I know are not
worthless.
-Haiku-
Namaste my gems-
Smashing spread and
light my pen.
Shalom to you all.
If you travel to Mumbai or New Delhi,
there is one thing to show them you are friendly.
If you are planning to stay there a month or a few days,
familiarize yourself with the all-important phrase.
When you greet the natives, all you have to say
is the simple and pleasant word “namaste”.
Here is the yeast of thought that like the dough,
though it become suppressed, is rising still
within two souls whose vision is just one,
then beaten once again becomes the bread,
the mounting God,
the sinews shared,
the death of self,
the breath of life.
~
"Namaste" is a conventional Hindu expression
upon meeting or parting a person or persons
used generally by the speaker usually while holding
the palms together vertically in front of the bosom.
This expression I would have never known
if not for the comments left by Nancy Jones.
I
Bow
to you
Nam(ah)-aste
Welcome to my humble home
The God in me salu- tes the God in you
Peace in the univ- erse We are One
Namaste.
Your love shows
In your words.
Namaste.
Differences shouldn’t
Be walls, but bridges.
Namaste.
Jazzy, brash—and yet beneath
The layers I find something.
Namaste.