ACCELERATIONS

a.
local axis to the front:
this blue-green earth
swings wide open -
who walks still
in the ghostly night?

b.
when seasons rust
unmellowed by fire
or just love
then rain collapses
into winter
beneath barren granaries
of spring –
will earth summer again
under fleecy clouds
crisp as chips
and fish?
in this age raw as sushi
when the honey in our blood
runs dry
parched by jackal winds
that prey into our minds
and the dreams of thinkers
harden fast -
concrete with desire
utterly desireless of love.

c.
local axis, man to man:
good will. bad will.
kill - is there a will
that will destroy man
till he is at last
human










Read the signs
Lifelines
Drifting away,
Into the spiralling memory
Of change.
We cannot wait
But we hesitate,
Unknowing which way
The soul has gone ahead.
The lights blink,
We think :
Red. Orange. Green.
Did you see it? Did you see it?
Grip. Neck. Feet

For god's sake
Is there anyone awake?

Open your eyes
This is the earth
We are at the centre
Each one,
There are no sides
And on every side
The perimeter of life
Is equal.
Turn your head a little
Which side are you on?
Left or right, right or wrong?
Or at the centre,
Where the traffic honks
And the street is torn with numbers.
Among the many, are you one?

All else will be unknown
Until this is known…








LIGHT MATTER
Auroville 1998
108 poems
For an art installation
by Pierre Legrand
more…



2.3
STREAMING WHITE BANNERS
FLOWS QUIETLY
THROUGH THE BEING,BUILDING
PALACES AND OPEN
CITIES
WHERE THE HEART FINALLY
CONSENTS TO SEE
HOW CLEAR THE TRUTH IS
WHEN IT RISES
CRYSTALLINE FROM WITHIN.
A LANGUAGE THAT SPEAKS
 UNEXPECTEDLY
TO ALL OUR SENSES AT ONCE
A NEW REALITY ACCELERATES
ITS KNOWLEDGE IN US
CHANGING US
NOT JUST WITH VISION
BUT AT THE BODY'S LIVE THRESHOLDWHERE A SILENT CELEBRATION
OPENS EACH CELL
AND A SEA OF LIGHTNESS
BECOMES THE BREATH.



















LEGEND
Man is legend
Each atom child.
Rumours of immortality
Surround his desire
In the deepening
Combat of time.
He is the myth
That is slowlly
Breaking…
Between different deaths
He hears
Himself
From everywhere
Uncertainly
Speaking in tongues.
But in the turning points
Of fire
Grain by grain in the sun
A new voyager arrives
In a quiet break of dawn.
A man in emergence
Heaven born on earth.



GRACE NOTES #2 / extract
the prayers will come, the water, the rain, in the ceremony of one who is alone, altered in the crevices of gold that stream like rivers out from a stone, made light by the light new born of the sun, as dawn creeps in through the crease of night, unbidden, unasked by the darkness -

for a heart beseeched from deep inner seas, its flame throw of longing, gold and green, like a field of flowers, windswept by time into the wild carousel of day -

to a street torn and blind, searching for a prayer mislaid, devoured by the hunger of time, to find, at last, at its core, a quiet petal of rose, waiting, in an unending well of prayer -

never once dry, even though histories trampled by , its fragrance swelled cell by cell, tempting from the sky a smile that has no ending…

IMAGES FROM THE PRESENT

At the frontline
the witness stands
confronting his soul –
The images speak
of dream and destruction
and the long destiny of the world

We fluctuate –
but this hour will not leave us
till the wide current
breaks open the stone wind
and the pulse of earth
flows out in freedom

TRANSFER 1

Silence is the golden
seat of man.
Rivulets of light
the fibres of his darkness.
In deep stillness moves
this hurtling
universe –
Yet no one falls
except
out of grace…















CROSSROADS
Auroville 1994
Script for a
Choreography
in 5 parts
more…


Remember…

You are on the street
Still walking
On mud or concrete
The centre spins on every side
Can you feel?
Which side is yours
And which is not?
Each will take you for its own

You are of the earth
Remember...

Grey alleys            
jump lanes           
street  by street…




               
Light Matter Poems

1.11
MORNING STRAYS
INTO SUNFLOWERS
QUIET BREEZE

1.12
WARM POLLEN
IN THE HEART
DISSOLVES THE EMPTINESS

1.35
JOY
OF THE EXPERENCED BREATH
HEART ULTRA LIGHT




3.1
DEEP WIND BLOWS
FREE AND FLAWLESSLY
FRESH ARTICULATIONS
OF THE SOUL AT DAWN:
IN A YOUNG SOUL'S SUDDEN
PREDILECTION FOR THE LIGHT
IN AN OLD ONE”S PLASTICITY
IN THE HONEYCOMBS
OF WORLD DELIGHT

PRESENCE
Impulse in the heart of a secret wind,
Inside the cave of the heaven-wide sun, Blue glory where the eagle
sweeps high
Singing your kingdoms inside our lives.

Deep the waves of that measureless song Like mountains tender with a force
that turns,
Across this dream red-earth of Light And your single green laugh that decides the world.

Here we listen to your crystalline pulse, Sing the destiny that greatens our birth
As breath beneath the skin changes
till we are free
And a new memory of life anchors
our will.

NEW MAPS It is not as though the sun lost its way upon a cloud, life-traveller – it is just that your heart was overshadowed by a doubt.        Home Page