INNOCENCE

Have you ever stopped to wonder
at the innocence that shines
out of a child’s eyes,
how innocent is that innocence !
What power does it energize,
what beauty it does irradiate,
what peace it does bequest
to the heart that beholds it ?

armaity.

THE RESURRECTION.

The resurrection within is my message for all times
Forgiveness and pure love my teachings
Those who could see beyond the cover
and had eyes to see, saw
and had ears to hear, heard.
But those who could neither see nor hear
were lost in this illusory sphere.

Among the ones who watched me hung on cross
were those with tender quivering hearts,
helpless in front of mighty those
shedding tears of blood and pain inside.

My message was lost on those who had me interred
rejoicing my death with relief and cheer.
But those loving sheep from my very own flock
who were seeking the comfort of their own true self 
were the ones I chose to reveal the ultimate truth.

Mary Magdalene, who along with others some 
on the third morn came in to tend to my tomb
was blessed with my sight as I chose
to reveal  myself rising  from the dead.

Mary, the truest of my disciples,
blessed by her faith and belief
I designated as apostle to the apostles
to carry forth the tidings of hope and eternal life.

But those who were false and not worthy of me
chose to forget all my teachings and instead
raised grand Cathedrals and Churches in my name
singing my paeans of glory as they sought only their own.

My promise to all to redeem them with my love 
stands strong and unshaken till today.
Those who will have eyes to see, will see
Those who will have ears to hear, will hear.

armaity.

THOU WENT TO THE CROSS

Thou went to the cross
to appease our collective ego.
What more proof do we need
of Thy great love for us ?
What appears as a supreme sacrifice
was no sacrifice for Thee –
for in Thy greatest magnanimity
Thou tried to show a way.
It reflects not an iota on Thee
that we, ignorant as we were
could not perceive but simply see
what it was all about !

It was again Thy immence magnificence
to descend once more 
amidst the same dark bleakness
to show us where we went astray.
Lord, it could be only Thee who could
show us the futility of empty pray.
O Mother of mine, let Thy flock
who now see the light
remain forever at Thy Lotus Feet
and therefrom help to spread Thy light
to quarters yet in dark.

armaity.

THE PARADOX

When a drop chooses to remain a drop
it does nothing, can do nothing
but get crushed under its own weight.
Though when it forgets its very existence
by moving along with the tide,
merging itself with the whole,
it yet does nothing,
but still can do everything.

armaity

THE DAWNING

Ever blessed will be the moments of last nigh
with the final unfurling of the curl
that held the lotus bud tightly shut
it revealed its innermost secret,
which so far was hidden in parts
in all its glory and beauty bright.

Fellow travellers, brothers, sisters, mates of yore
we are the people, we are the world
connected to our Creator in a thousand myriad ways
not yet apparent to our inmost sight.
Lost in wilderness lined with illusion on our path
we wandered and groped in the darkness of dark
through life after life after life.

When lo! The Eternal Source from where we sprang
in mercy revealed its resplendent light
drawing us nearer and nearer to it.
Now with its flow of unceasing light
and glow of fire kindled within
we can finally see with our inner eyes
what the game of creation is all about.

armaity.

THE FULFILMENT.

The lotus stood with its stalk bent down
awaiting the water of life to flow under
and set it afloat on its placid calm.
It swayed and it danced
with every whiff of the breeze
and patiently waited for the water
to kiss and quench its thirst.
The water in its infinite mercy
gushed under it to fill
the stalk with power and love
leaving it shivering and tingling
and finally completely engulfed it
with its all pervading love.

armaity.

FREEDOM ATLAST.

At first, I was a frail ignorant bird,
caught in the deepest slumber
trapped in a cage of my own meshes.
Then cameth Thou slowly without a word,
bestowed the wings to my wounded being,
taught me how to flap them
and soar away breaking all barriers
to Thy ever- welcoming open skies!

armaity.