The cup of your life..

"Image: Beholder by Neha"

The wine of divine grace is limitless:
All limits come only from the faults of the cup.
Moonlight floods the whole sky from horizon to horizon;
How much it can fill your room depends on its windows.
Grant a great dignity, my friend, to the cup of your life;
Love has designed it to hold His eternal wine

- Rumi

Generations have passed

" Image : Transient by Neha"

Generations have passed and this is a new generation. The moon is always the same, only the water changes. Justice remains the same justice, learning the same learning, as people and nations change.

Generations have passed; the true meanings stay constant and are eternal. The water in the stream may have changed a million times – the reflection of the moon and stars stays the same.

- Rumi

The Eternal Idea

You may seem to be the microcosm;
In fact, you are the macrocosm.
The branch might seem like the fruit's origin:
In fact, the branch exists because of the fruit.
Would the gardener have planted the tree at all
Without a desire and hope for fruit?
That's why the tree is really born from the fruit
Even if it seems the fruit is created by the tree.
The idea which comes first comes last in realization—
Particularly that idea which is eternal.

- Rumi

The beauty of things

Image: Garden of life by Neha

Edges and the rounds,

textures and colors

Not speaking but being

such is the beauty of things

Merging with the odds

loving the evens

Root of all squares

such is the beauty of things

Packed, stacked, unpacked

used, reused, recycled

Passing diferent lands and hands

such is the beauty of things

Easy come, easy go

or seldom come but there you go

Play, pause, stop on your way

see the beauty of things

-Neha

Ode to the foot soldiers..

Image: Footsteps by Neha

Where will the great leaders go

without the nameless followers?

How will the battles be won

without hundreds of unsung heroes?

Who will march up for the our rights

without the inglorious masses?

What will the world become

without the foot soldiers ?

-Neha

Gazing at the Light

"Image: Eternal flame by Neha"

The lamps are different,
But the Light is the same.
So many garish lamps in the dying brain’s lamp-show,
Forget about them.
Concentrate on the essence, concentrate on the Light.
In lucid bliss, calmly smoking off its own holy fire,
The Light streams towards you from all things,
All people, all possible permutations of good, evil, thought, passion.
The lamps are different,
but the Light is the same.
One matter, one energy, one Light, one Light-mind,
Endlessly emanating all things.
One turning and burning diamond,
One, one, one.
Ground yourself, strip yourself down,
To blind loving silence.
Stay there, until you see
You are gazing at the Light
With its own ageless eyes.

- Jalal-ud-Din Rumi

I met life..

Image: The token by Neha

Let me tell you a secret

how I met life. I met life.
sometimes on the main pavements
under neon lights,
but then in dark nooks and corners
she said this is also where I stay

Let me tell you a secret.
how I tasted life. I tasted life.
sometimes on the sumptuous plates
filled with hors d'œuvres,
but then in hungry mouths waiting for next meal
she said this is also where I stay

Let me tell you a secret.
how I touched life. I touched life.
sometimes on fine expensive silk
brushing against my skin,
but then in hands roughed by daily toll.
she said this is also where I stay.

Let me tell you a secret
how I smelled life. I smelled life.
sometimes in summer mornings
with smiling daisy and marigold
but then in aftermath of a stormy thunderstorm
she said this is also where I stay.

Let me tell you a secret
how I heard life. I heard life.
sometimes in the bird chirping
by my window to say I'm here,
but then in unsung songs of heroes who silently fly.
she said this is also where I stay

I told life yes I know you now.
I know you now. I feel you now.
Come by my side as you may like
I am here to hold you in my warm caress
Just as you are come by my side.

- Neha