born to love

my love
while we still have this precious time together
before eternity tears us asunder
let us sit together here
under the night sky
as it pours down it’s magnificence
on our innocent heads
there will be a moment
as yet unknown
when we will part
and one of us will leave this realm
bound for distant shore
oh! the pain of that moment
when we say goodbye

to have loved in this way
to have found each other after so long
and fallen so far in
we disappeared
given up all notion of self
and yet to have found ourselves completely
there has never been a love like this
let our ecstatic embrace send ripples into the world
and ring throughout forever
let it be said
‘they loved completely without fear of death.’

India, approx 2004

 

Throw Open the Doors of Love

We met for this,
To talk of love
To share it
And to throw open its doors
And invite everyone in
Love is a force
It is THE force
Of the universe
And it wants everything
It is like the light
It wants to shine on everything
And cast out
The shadows
We met for this
When we first shared it
We were wildly in love
And our sharing was
Carefree and crazy
Now the wine has matured
And is ready to drink
With grace and care
Love turned my life
Upside down
And now
I see it everywhere
I see where it is not embraced
Where it is denied
And longed for
But I want to say
It is here, now!
It is the oxygen
The air
The water
In the flesh and bones
And blood
It is all
And all is it!
Oh mercy
I must stop….

You will never know how grateful I am…
Let this heart’s love
Ring throughout eternity.

A picture at the recent retreat at Santa Sabina Center, San Rafael, California. June 2018. My wife, author and teacher Amoda Maa.

My Secret for True Relationship

I just showed up
And loved her in a way that was true
Fully and unconditionally
No limits and total devotion
I made her laugh
And I spoke poetry to her
We played and danced and
I sang songs to her
When I screwed up
I faced it
When I was hurt I shared it
I let my guard down
And showed myself
Fully
I listened and didn’t try and fix
And most of all
I adored her
And saw her brilliance
And genius and radiance
And decided to serve that force
For the rest of my life.

The Walls We Build

Must we close our fragile hearts
To the world
To protect our vulnerable selves
Must we erect our shields
And great walls of defense
And separate ourselves
From everything
That is too much to bear
Must we?
Even though those very hearts
Are the doors
To our humanity

The most beautiful quality of being human
Is found through the door of suffering.

 

poetry in everything

poetry is the voice of beauty

and there is beauty everywhere

sometimes hidden by a veil

but with clear mind and open heart

you can pierce the veil of illusion

and see the truth

what we are so busy denying

and turning away from

is the beauty itself

oh! people

turn towards suffering

turn towards tenderness 

turn towards brokenness 

turn towards the tears

you have held back behind the veil

it is this turning towards truth

that allows the beauty you are

to radiate into the world

and that is the poetry i speak of.

Rest Here

Come and rest here
When you are tired
Of all this struggling
To be someone
Or something
When you are weary
Of the phenomenal world
Just come here
Where nothing is expected
Or demanded
Or assumed
You can let the struggle
Just fall away
And if you should cry
Well then just cry
For no reason
And every reason
And if you should grieve, or rage
Then do it
And let it go
And come here and rest
Those weary bones
Let me be the fire
That warms you
And holds you
While the storm
Throws its thunder and fury.

in love with softness

i am in love with the softness that reveals itself

when we let go of any defensiveness

when we open the door

and let everything pour in and out

such exquisite tenderness does not come easily

and so many spend their days struggling to avoid it

yet they miss the taste of love itself

this simple truth is the essence of my poetry and my life.

Lovers of the World

We are dancing in an endless ocean of love
Swimming with the beautiful ones
Unlocking the door to Eternity
Feeling the breath of the ecstatic wind
Tasting some nectar
Catching a glimpse of the sun
As it pours out its light
For the lovers of the world. – Kavi 2004

I wrote this poem, and many others, when the relationship with my wife, Amoda Maa Jeevan, fully blossomed in 2002/3. The first few years of our coming together were ecstatic and brought the poet out of me. We were like delighted children, tumbling around the world in rapture. Our favorite experience was to bundle into a cafe and dash up to the counter and announce, ‘Two cappuccinos please, we are here to celebrate our existence on this planet!’

It has now been over 15 years and, although the ecstatic nature has transformed and matured, it still has this quality. It is love, and not just love of each other, but the greatest devotion of each of us to love itself, and therefore to truth itself.

Recently we were asked to talk about our relationship. Amoda is a teacher so she does this kind of thing a lot. I’m not, but I am always up for talking about new ways of relating, because relationship is where the rubber really hits the road.

So if you are of a mind and have some time, I invite you to watch our interview and see what you think. It is honest and open. We even talk about sex.

this radiant unconditionality

in profound and total acceptance
of one human being for another
everything heals
all wounds and traumas lose their power
and crumble to dust

this radiant unconditionality
is the light that shines through the cracks
the light poets write of
and singers sing of
it is the source of the seekers seeking

everything that was fragmented
(and so much of us is fragmented)
either falls away or aligns

if you can love like that
or you can find a love like that
or love yourself like that
well my friend
you are whole
and you are home

Special treat!
This was a live improvisation I did at a recent retreat held by my wife in Santa Cruz, California. It is a listening experience, a meditation, not entertainment. I hope you enjoy it!

The Depth of Love

(I wrote this in 2002 at the very beginning of my relationship with my wife Amoda Maa. It was, and always has been, the most extraordinary relationship of my life. Meeting her turned me into a poet, brought poetry out of me. I wish I could share with you the utter transcendent brilliance of it. But this poem gives a flavor of it.)

There is no way to explain what happens
When two people dive into the ocean
They leave the world behind
And swim down and down and down further still
Searching for the pearl.
No-one knows what they see, what they do.
They come up for air and can be seen
But soon they are off again
Into the blue beyond
Become fish in the Beloved`s ocean
Circling one another, nibbling each other,
Beautiful and glowing and content,
No longer concerned with
What the world does or says or thinks.