In the quest of a mirage

A violent beginning

A piercing scream

A new blossom

And the quest begins

Love is All That Matters

Darkness pitch black
Soft touch of
Exploring fingers
Quivering lips
In loving quest
Flowing warmth of
Burning desire
Exuberant thunder
Of deafening silence
Flowing through
Bursting veins
In that moment
Of ecstatic rupture
A fire was lit
Still burning
Over all these years
Lighting the path
Amidst the abyss
And mountains
In the end
Love is all
That matters

The Key, Lost

Have you found
The key to
Women’s heart
If you have
You are one of
The blessed ones
Even the gods have
Long surrendered
The quest
Unsolved mystery
There is no code
More complex
Hackers beware
The key was lost
Long ago
Before even the
Word was coined
So be at peace
Attachment brings
Only pain
Detachment scorn
Be your own
Waste not
Your precious time
Trying to decipher
That eluded
Myriads before
And will
Millions to come
Be at peace
Search abandoned

God: Father, why not Mother

Why does God be father
And not mother
Does our quest
For an unknown creator
Rein in our imagination
That we can not fathom
When in reality
Mother carries the burden
Of creation
Our feeble mind
Glorifies a father figure
Neglecting the one
Who nourishes our life
And showers us with
Unquestioned love
From the time of conception
Through every step of life
Is it because
Those who created the
Image of a God
Distant from own creation
Influenced by fathers
Who kept a distance
From their lives