Friday 30 June 2023

Dwija's Treejaa

When rain is falling on High pick,
If two birds are seated on wire closely,
Watching you from a fixed far distance,
I believe that parents have heaven.
The same for a couple animals too,
But i believe that Hari Haraa's nature.
The internal formation of my own place is,
constant changing in the  process of 1 & 2!!!
For mummy pappa is One and me second.
For pappa mummy is One and me second.
But they forget the word "Awwal" or "Aalaa".
God is in that place so my number is according to me,  at three.. 
When my eyes started watching the world, 
I collected so many fourth number places...
But marriage is done with five ONLY..
And now my five and her five gave me a new one as zero!!!
That's my daughter Dwija!!!

Jay Gurudev Dattatreya
Jay HIND
Jigaram Jaigishya is jigar:
Jigar Gauraangbhai Mehta 

Sweet darkness 
(changes made by me for own self from the poem of Mr David Whyte, reference by Mr Chester McVee and Mr Mohanbir Singh)

When my eyes are tired  
My world is not tired also.  
When my vision has gone  
my world can find me.  
Time to go into the dark  
where the night energy has eyes
to recognize its own feelings..
There can be sure I am not beyond love.  
The dark will be on its own womb for that night.  
The night given me horizon for further Thinking,!!!!
I must learn one thing.  
The world was made to be free in.  
Give up all the other worlds except the one to which you belong.  
Sometimes darkness gives us sweet confinement of own aloneness  
to learn anything or anyone , As subject or object!! that does bring you alive is too bigger for you.

Sweet darkness

When your eyes are tired  
the world is tired also.  
When your vision has gone  
no part of the world can find you.  
Time to go into the dark  
where the night has eyes  
to recognize its own.  
There you can be sure  
you are not beyond love.  
The dark will be your womb  
tonight.  
The night will give you a horizon  
further than you can see.  
You must learn one thing.  
The world was made to be free in.  
Give up all the other worlds  
except the one to which you belong.  
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet  
confinement of your aloneness  
to learn  
anything or anyone  
that does not bring you alive  
is too small for you.

David whyte