Thursday, August 23, 2007
ghazal ("many lives")
Every city is a mass of many lives
every soul a deep morass of many lives
who could track all the trajectories on the highway?
speeding down the underpass of many lives
lease a house or rent a studio! find a job here
rush to school attending class of many lives
might we pause amid the flow of time & traffic
in the heart wells the alas of many lives
one must live somewhere both east & west could claim me
I'm a cricket in the grass of many lives
Raphael grows vague uncertain how the game goes
wisdom's stone gells from the gas of many lives
I'm a fish without its river! hence my trouble
search for water must the bass of many lives
that you deign to take in me a kindly interest
cheers along this plodding ass of many lives
Son of Vayu! in the heart show bright solution!
bring to glint devotion's glass of many lives
still I dangle from the thread of strange confusion?
where's the eye the camels pass of many lives?
brightly ask what cup makes Raphael so ponderous
see how dark's the demitasse of many lives?
Son of Vayu: an epithet for the mythic deity Hanuman (who epitomizes the perfection of devotion in action)