blue dreams

Krsna: "happiness and sadness tumble and pass over me like waves,
but beneath them I am the same lake of still joy and blue laughter:
that same Visnu who raises a smile and courts the soft godesses of infinity.

Ah I am!
and surrounded by an ocean of milk, supported by Sesa Naga,
I sport my laughing infinities into the beautitudes
saints crowd around me from all angles- eagerly waiting on the breath-dream of my tachyon repose
violet light

and the cool dawn;
raise a sunset over our hooded heads;
and Shesh Naga
The Dreamer; The Artisan, The Diletante;
roams the wide Kshatriya woods for the deer of Sita's heart, where all else crowds to nothing
I am the crown glory of a beautiful woodland

and though the wine of the breast grows cold- in waves I become old
still at that white ocean I dream and breathe
tasting the milk with my hands
violet light
and laughter
and the Buddha's Bright Lights!

Chela: " Please give us the new dawn o lord"
Krsna: "Let it be, small ones"

death deal not your mortal blows

death deal not your mortal blows
with life we are to reconcile
killer of nought but thought
death you are weak!

oh moon of the summer
radiate your love
send us a beam
of cosmic reprieve

death be not proud
though the masses shudder at your name
you serve my god- the winged elf's flame
killer of nought, neigh, destroyer of thought,
kill not my good name afore I have wrought havoc
on the inconscient flame!

matter be not proud,
of thy binding force,
Aurobindo was not thy slave and neither am I!

to Soul-thought and true we are loyal,
death deals not her blows as we are the destroyers.