YOU ARE - MY FRIEND!

The other day,

I saw

Your picture

Not of a mother or father

But of a Lord and Master -

Governing -

All heaven and earth;

Such Majesty and Power

There in!

Ever so often

I spoke

So lightly,

So fearlessly,

Openly -

To You - My only friend!

Now - this facet,

Inspiring awe and wonder

Struck my depths!

Yet, O Lord

O Master of the Universe

Whatever be

it cannot change - !

To me -

YOU ARE - 'MY FRIEND'

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

THAT ONE WORD

One day, - as I sat

Sketching Your Face,

Your eyes -

They wouldn't set right,

Much as I tried,

With will and might.

Till at last -

Before giving up,

I tried -

The only thing left -

I uttered

That word so profound,

So laden with power,

That instant prayer -

In a word,

Containing all effort,

Containing its' fruit

Containing all promise,

Containing the past,

Holding the future -

That one little word -

"SAIRAM"!

To my great delight

And speechless wonder,

As though you entered

My thumb and finger

The eyes drew right,

In just a 'trice',

And now,

T' was YOU - in the sketch

LOOKING AT ME!

Love's labour - so vividly seen,

Effort and will - so struggled indeed,

Yet - How EASY -

With a prayer

When You answer

My prayer - for a sketch

You surely care

And are always there,

To guide and provide

when I really

need You!

- Just through - one word

So full and contained

"SAIRAM"!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

THAT ONE LITTLE TEAR

That one little tear

Was a tear of sadness

For the Lord in pain!

That one little tear

Was a tear of fear

Of my Swami's days!

That one little tear

Was a tear of love

For the Lord so dear

That one little tear

Was a heartfelt prayer

For His Health again

O Lord, thank you indeed

For that one little tear,

Though faith so little,

And so brittle,

Through dampened eyes

What I see - is

You - indeed

Are DEAR TO ME!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

LET MY TEARS BE

One little tearlet

Is much too small

- to shed for You

I am cast with shame

As I place it -

A Gift - At Your Feet!

O Lord,

let my arid desert heart

be bathed - in gushing

Torrents

Of tears welling

From a heart so throbbing

In love for You!

Let my tears that you lovingly wipe,

Be that - of a child -

Lost and in search for

The mother;

Then finding her - always there,

Cries his heart with joy!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

SIGNATURE

A small little tearlet

Glistened in my eyes

As I thought - of how

Age and Time had

caught up with -

Your Body too!

Now, so scarce may I see

You walk in grace, lovingly

as You tend Your flock!

I cannot bear the thought of

My Swami, now old or some day

Even gone!

Ah! Did I say -

'a small little tearlet'

glistened for You?

Shame is mine, no torrents

Rush with love for You!

Yet I believe - You my Lord

Are beyond - space and time

Aches and pains,

Chronicled age and

this five feet frame.

So this little tear,

that rushed from my heart,

Is nothing but -

The Signature -

Of my love

For You!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

AS MUCH AS I CAN REACH!

My Lord,

At last,

You've come to reign,

every nook -

of my mind's domain!

At Your abode

I find

the mind

in twain.

Not wanting to go,

nor able to stay!

You've kept me far -

too far to reach,

Yet distance has its' charm!

Like silence shrouding every noise,

Distance draws You dear to me;

and silence has its' telling tale.

Vibrant - with its noiseless words,

- Gushing out of a smothered soul -

"At last - I've got a goal" - !

- to reach myself

- to You - within

- as much as I can Reach!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

REPLENISHED

I come to You

With empty hands.

The only gifts for You

I carry are -

My relentless ego,

All my weaknesses, failings galore

And a repentant heart.

I leave them here

For Your shoulders -

To bear their weight so heavy,

While I fly back home

Like a lightened lark

Replenished in heart

With Your Love !

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

ONE CHANCE

 

Three chances

You gave - my parents dear

- to stand before You,

- talk to You

- Seek Your Blessings

- Unburden their cross

At your Lotus Feet and

Touch Your Feet!

All along -

I stood by the side,

Like a mute child,

Though getting Your answers

For the little I plied.

Years have rolled

With their sandy storms

And tsunami seas

Within and without; and now -

I stand - where my parents stood,

With much less strength -

In the autumn of life!

Its' Time - You gave me

A chance - to touch Your Feet

And Gain

Your Divine Assurance -

For the rest

Of life!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

WILL ONLY SILENCE....?

Such lines I pen

On My journey to You

Are only a beginning

At the start of the road.

They are the rantings

Of a restless mind,

Filled with ardour,

Hope and zest,

Vigour and the rest.

I wonder, - when

I am halfway through

Or near

The bend at the end

Will the mind pour forth

In sheen and gleen

Or will only

Silence reign!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love)

TO CLASP YOUR FEET

 

When they ask

How long - have I been

In Your Loving Fold,

With a tinge

Of hidden pride,

I site -

"Right from my teens"!

They gasp in wonder -

"How 'lucky' you've been"!

Heaven knows though

that my faith

Was naught

- but a fragrant flower

on a slender shrub

bright in the morn

then wilted away;

- but a song in the breeze,

lifting, uplifting

then ebbing away;

- but an autumn tree

that sheds its' leaves

with every sway.

- Like the moon in the sky

waxing bright

then waning away.

Yet O Lord,

Mantled am I

In Your Fold

Right from my teens.

Much has happened

Much have I been.

Yet now I rush

To fall headlong

And CLASP

YOUR FEET!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

YOUR VERY OWN GIFT

These lines flow out

From me -

And through my pen

Effortlessly,

Endlessly,

Like a dam - released,

Or a mid summer breeze

That knows no end,

With not the slightest trace

Of fear or doubt.

They surf up

With the least little

Thought of You.

Such is Your Very Own

Gift to me!

In the deepest depth

Of my heart

You slumber.

From there -

You render these

In numbers,

And they all go out

To You!

Verily, t' is You Yourself

Writing lines

To You!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love)

HOW DO I STILL MYSELF?

O Lord

Much have I tried

To walk Your Path

And receive Your Blessing

Love and Grace.

All I find -

I am still so far away!

Numberless times

Resolved anew,

To mind my speech

And actions's hue.

Yet - Nature

Has its' sway!

Of all Your teachings

And Your Glory

I keep reading,

Each time decide

A 'line' to imbibe,

Yet - so tough indeed

To change!

You exhort us all

To work for the poor'

Doing so, I am still unsure

Is that - my only way?

My thoughts keeps swaying

From end to end

And Morn to morn -

Every second.

How do I stop 'em e

To listen -

To Your Golden Voice

Within my heart?

There's much to do,

So thoughts and words

And deeds accrue

How do I still myself

For You?

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love)

JOY OF THE NIGHT

 

At long last,

Working for hours and hours

Drawing, scrubbing, gazing,

Studying, measuring, drawing, then

Rubbing again, - at last

You Arrive

- With Your Vision Divine!

How I wish you'd

Draw Yourself in my dreams,

Night after night.

So each morn

I wake up

in pure delight

- Bouncing joy from my soul,

to spend each day

With the joy of the night!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

YOU SPEAK - IN SILENCE

 

Every picture,

Every sketch of You,

Brings forth - a different expression!

Diverse though they vibe in unison;

Pulsing through - is total perfection!

So much You speak - through Silence!

Through Silence -

On a sheet so clear

- blank and void,

pure and white -

You bring in life.

Pour in Sweetness.

Through it - You speak

In Silence,

In 'SAI LENS -

A million words,

A million times -

LOOK AT ME

I AM HERE

FOR YOU!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

YOU BLESSED THEM ALL

 

I'm told -

At the home of Mohan and Priya,

Their lass Aishwarya

Was given your Darshan

During Bhajans last week,

While they sang rapturously

To rhythm and beat.

That You Blessed them all,

Heart and soul

As they sang

For the Lord!

Mrs Lakshmi saw You too,

In the flame of camphor

Dancing for You!

What's to be said

On such unasked blessing?

Save - what Immaculate Grace,

What Peerless Love and Kindness,

You showered on them,

Catalyzing them -

To more and more

Of surer, faster steps to

Reach their goal

- TO MERGE IN YOU!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

YOUR DEPTHS

 

To sketch

Your Crown

Hallowing Your Radiant Face

Is easy enough -

Lending it's charm and glow

To my drawing,

- To You - my little offering.

Your Face gets drawn

After ceaseless effort

With all its' features right.

Your robe and the rest

Are easy - to describe.

Yet, O Lord -

How do I bring out

Your IMMEASURABLE DEPTHS

Just through a sketch?!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love) 

OFFERING

T' is not easy

- drawing Your sketches;

just as tough -

as reaching You!

Each line gets drawn

And scrubbed over and over;

Each time a wrong is done

- its' "never o never";

and yet, new thoughts,

words and deeds,

and older ones renewed

usurp the sinews - of my being.

Like never ending waves,

And endless cascade,

Some so good, and others -

cast away -

For a new sketch

Of my being.

With a resolve anew

The moments find

Every sinew in me,

Rubbed

And drawn again!

Like the million lines of Your Sketch

I draw a sketch of my being - to offer You

My only offering to You!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love)

SHAKTI

The Feminine Half

Of the Essence Divine

As much lies in You.

Not Shiva alone,

But Shakti too, share

Equal halves of You!

So 'Sai' is Your name

The Power of Shakti

Roots from You,

Love so Divine,

Cascades from You!

A thousand mothers'

Love can'st near

Your warmth and care

So strong and Pure

Jewelled with Grace

And all Your Power,

Your slender frame

Gait and mien,

Lustrous hair and

Glowing Face,

What You do, and

how You say,

the peerless Love

that pulsates

are expressions -

that You -

are the Mother Divine

the Feminine Power -

the Shakti Principle

for ALL TIME!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love)

THE MOMENT'S SPLENDOUR

 

We spend

All our time and effort

Recounting, relating

Your Wondrous Life,

Gifts to us and

Miracles galore!

It's time, I begin -

To use - each moment's gift

To search within!

Yet each time I hear

About You -

My eyes grow wide

In dazed surprise,

Mouth shuts open

In speechless wonder,

The heart goes pounding

Filled with the joy

of the Moment's Splendour!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love)

THE BIRTHDAY GIFT

 

A Birthday Gift

I have -

For me and You.

I've finally resolved

To change anew.  Mend -

My heart's wayward ways,

Clear out tinsel, trash therein,

So You Alone -

Prevail!

A small little step -

I've taken.

O Lord, do let me see

The ten - You've taken

Towards me.

At last indeed -

I'm truly seeking, yet

Quite blind

So cannot see -

The steps You've taken

Towards me!

(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love)