Spectrum in Time

Dawn begins from
Deep Blue Gold Heaven
Held gently secure in it's cocoon
Until ready to burst forth
On the pre dawn
Starlit blue waiting in a silvery sheen
Dawn lights up
Eastern horizon in its hues
Red and Gold, Pink and Peach and Apricot

Dawn brings reds and pinks and golds and
Colours of life to
Life on earth, and
Earth responds
Blossoms of all hues on carpets of grass and trees and forests
Green of life glows.
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Spectrum of Light
Somewhere in the spectrum of all wavelengths of existence
Somewhere held in spectrum of Light
Colour spectrum as known to life, humanity, us,
While on Earth

Reds favoured by babies, toddlers -
And they are quite capable of fighting for their beloved
Scarletts and Reds, Apples and all
Crimson hues of dawn of
Life on Earth
So easily found by the babies' little eyes searching for colour
And so, favourite -

While their moms prefer gentle blossoms on sunlit grass
A happy garden for the child's life
Visible on the child's attire
Mother's wishes and blessings from deepest of her
Heart that is now the child's for ever.

And so the babe wins
As long as the mother pays attention
To the whims of child -
Reds it is as long as the baby insists.
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Somewhere later comes a liking for
Gardens of mothers
Blossoms on carpets of brilliant sunlit greens
Life wanted by her for her heart's brood

Somewhere then comes
Soft grey of clouds
While brilliant green grass is shaded
Under tall deep green trees
A grey of thought, of mind and more
While deep green of
Life
Struggles to grow,
Wanting sunshine and
Shade of grey
All at the same time -

Deep green of shade of tall trees
Soft grey of clouds heavy with
Life giving rains
So needed in the early burning heat of morning
And it continues if one is lucky
Until forenoon sees a descending sun
Heat now on its last brilliance
Western horizons about to be lit up
With sunset brilliant hues of
Reds and golds that
Autumn echoes on earth.


Now the skies are clear
Brilliant sapphire blue
Just as they were on eastern shores of an
Early morn

Only, now the heat is already a
Welcome warmth
No longer in need of the ocean breezes

But the ocean awaits
Off western shores - just as it gave one
A shore to climb out of waves
A lifetime ago
East in the morning.

Blues of heavens now echo the
Blues of the ocean
One reflects other and
Who knows which is reflecting, which the real primordial
Light refracted from all that
Earth receives every moment -
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Blues with white flowers large
A cherished gift once
Mother wrapped around one, now remodeled into a suit that
Already seems thoughtless
Oh, one ought to leave alone
Heaven's gifts of
Love.

May not be too late -
Maybe the  heaven would wrap one again in
Soft blue with large white flowers
Until then one waits, breathes in


Hoping one sees the loved ones in the
Blue that one is cloaked in -
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Winter's Moonlit Peaks

Winter looms gentle 
Just beyond the threshold 
Peeking in through windows 
Amidst the leaves of the trees one is grateful to 
For covering one's view with green again 

Winter comes in stealthy steps 
Much like the first snowfall 
With silent steps 
Delighting one with the cool feathery touch 
Snow alights in hair, on shoulders, 
Melting with a breath 
For now while warmth still lasts - 

Brings to heart delight of memories of all those winters 
Silence and solitude and velvet deep blue heavens lit with myriad stars
Days lit with soft gold sun and snow brilliant settled on earth with 
Millions of stars crackling under one's footsteps 
Until in momentary light melting under sun - 
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Winters of long ago, 
Not as foggy in memory as the mornings were 
Biting cold bleeding feet, elbows 
Cold that seeped then in the bones and 
Brought a strong health of youth to crumbling long before its time 
Mother lovingly giving me her own mink coat to wear to school 
Enveloping me with her love and warmth forever - 
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Winter's last few days in another land, 
Very first sojourn away from homeland, 
Via winter's own Nordic lands
Reached after a cold land nevertheless giving a welcome as warm as possible in transit
The snowstorm that delayed arrival and journey 
Seen only in its aftereffects from afar - 

Arriving at edge of evergreen forest with its myriad paths 
Another maternal heart caring for my vulnerability 
Drying my hair, giving me her own prized camel coat 
Looking on with surprised appreciation at us and 
Telling me I looked good, however lacking in view of her habitat - 
Snow on ground in small heaps  
On forest paths and on sides 
Amongst evergreen pines and spruces in evergreen forests 
A last flurry before early morn leaving a powdery trace in backyard 
Below the blue spruce. 
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Eastern shores of land across the globe 
Cold jumping in with sudden drops of temperature 
Unlike back home, here it did not step gently or even climb running up or down 
It dropped or jumped up from one day to next 
If one did not like the weather of the day, one had only to wait 
And it changed - 
And so the cold comes swooping in from icy fields north 
Arctic winds its wings and strong its bite 
One shivered on bus stops, wondering how much more 

Thanksgiving dinner, one's usual - one was new to this land 
Then someone said, look, there is snow - 
And then it was magic, with white flakes floating down 
Shining softly crystals, lightly like cottonwool 
Silence and just 
Bliss of heart, 
From heaven to heart a direct gentle melody - 
Never forgot that beauty - 
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Another cold day 
Brought yet another relief 
Cold and wind with its chill turned bones to water 
The only other youth on the bus stop was almost dancing 
One could see why - 
Standing still was colder 
Surviving that hour brought relief, exhilaration 
One shall survive after all, was the certainty - 
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Winters of going up unknown mountains 
Snow all around and one in cable cars open to wind 
Winters of traipsing through a foot deep snow the half hour to work 
Of rare ciders with cinnamon sticks 
Ice forming sculptures off tree branches, 
And one day of icy rain sticking one's eyelids shut with ice 
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Missing winter for years, 
Serendipitous finding someone who loved it more, missed it far more
Find winter again years later 
In another land, with much less cold 
Castles and trees and ice forming sculptures beautiful in light of Nordic sun 
And Alps awash with snow everlasting 
Ever delightful - 
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And then the beauty of another home for a brief respite 
With a gentle symphony of snow lit by moonlight and stars on peaks towering high 
Peaking through the window and greeting in the balcony 
The beauty that stole heart and 
Time after time one went out to greet 
Through nights - 
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Winter comes and waits now 
Just beyond the threshold 
Peeking through green foliage of a Neem tree and an evergreen that shade our view 
Gentle snow settles on head, 
Light falls now dim - 

If winter is like the softly brilliant peaks moonlit 
Like the silence of snowfall in mountains on evergreens 
The bliss of floating flakes from heaven to heart, 
Oh, welcome winter - 

An interlude of bright white through day and night 
Before the blue of ocean and heavens envelope one
And one is one with the Divine 
Blue Gold Pink 
Dawn. 
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Journey Through Seasons Permuted Tumbling

Spring had been lost
A long time back
When little feet were still a toddler's
The toddling began early, but the little one
Needed yet to be carried a while,
Till the body was stronger
That was not to be -
And a harsh summer of a desert had
Burdened one with a adulthood

The Goddess of compassion and love,
Mother,
Had poured a secret stream

Secret, because her demons were
Determined to punish her
For all her goodness, her noble way, her beauty, her strengths
Punish her for not stooping down or descending to their ways, their lows
Punish her by tearing her first one to shreds
Alive
And let her watch it tortured
To a lingering death.
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A cool breeze of a seashore
Brought relief
And then filled sails
For the ship that was to
Carry one from the still hot
West coast of the sunlit land of the tropics
To the dark cold east coast
Across the globe.
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A short interim of relief
In the long journey fleeing demons towards life
To bring back life and light to those still in the harsh desert
A short interim of relief
In the long trek on sharp stones
All too short an interim
Of a cool month
One flew to across icy storms -
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A short interim of relief,
A moonlit month in the
Evergreen forest
While snow was still on the paths that traversed between tall pines, spruces, ceders
One walked hand in hand with someone whose loving heart one trusted,
And climbed tall ladders to little houses
High up in tall trees
Or in a swing
Swings one had been denied all too long
One soared a little to skies all new
Cared, loved, cocooned in a gentle silk heart .....

Feeding deer that came trusting
To feed from morsels at one's hand
And then ran away at the soft click in the distance
Of a camera's shutter

It was not yet spring though
Only the last days before spring would bloom forth
If only one stayed -
A very beautiful cool shaded sheltered
Moonlit month in
An evergreen forest
Walking hand in hand
On paths that went ever so soft
Between the tall evergreen trees.
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That could have been the life
Heaven beyond dreams that it was
But was not to be
If one wanted it for life, for ever
One had to choose it over
All that was one's soul,
Mind and heart and truth of one's being
And could not!

So,
Heart lost somewhere in the forest paths of the evergreen forest
Lost and uncertain one returned
Home to the shores of west coast sunsets
Of every evening a rainbow festival lit up skies
When the golden orb dipped into the gentle oceans
And then lit up skies with the eternal festival of
Diamond brilliant stars
And white sapphire planets' dance across time's wheel

A short interval of uncertain times
Gift of telescope and borrowed binoculars
Scanning starry nights, peering at crescent of Venus and
Walking on seashore evenings, nights, eclipses,
Waiting for the moment for future to arrive ......
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And then on to dark cold
Eastern shores across the
World
To a new home
More beautiful than the
Heaven beyond dreams that was left behind
One did not know it then, forever -
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To a new home
More beautiful than the
Heaven beyond dreams -

Snow falls
Cold that turned
One's bones to water
One was proud, exhilarated
Having survived the wind chill far below zero
And departures of hopes of love, life
For now -
Working for future, for those still thirsting for a raindrop in the deserts,
To find a path through so one could find a home
For them and for one's own
Striving on upwards ....
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And then there was
A soft, cool, shaded
Summer of breezes
Starlit dusks wafting music of grandeur or
Of gentle strains under tall trees
On grass by the lake in
Berkshires
Reached by beautiful routes of
New England
Genteel cafes along the way
Evenings under tall trees on grass
Dissolving into starlit nights of
Tanglewood

A brief, all too brief
Beautiful, cherished forever interval of time
A short respite from the lonely deserts was thrown to repeatedly
A short respite when life stood still
And let one drink in
Beauty.

Again, not forever -
Continuing that beauty would risk what
One needed to live for
To rescue from deserts and demons
And so one had to
Return to one's own routes
That went through harsh deserts
And descended through hells
And met en route, the
Divine.
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Once in New England one had
Wished for an
Autumn flame red
But spring came after a
Second time of diving into oblivion
And brought one back once more to the edge of the
Evergreen Forest.

How does one one even begin to
Translate that spring on paper?
The blossoms that bloomed
When an interrupted end of winter
Two decades back
Now sallied forth and
Blossomed into spring!

Myriad blossoms of fragrance
Tulips in every hue that coloured the paths
And daffodils sunlit along every path

Magnolias that lit up like pink pearl sapphires
Gardens and one's views
Cherry blossoms that brought
So much bliss to heart -
- Oh, that spring!
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And now, just when
One had thought nothing could surpass those
Momentary respites, those brief moments, those all too brief
Interims of beauty
Autumn on silent footsteps
Stole in -
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My Autumn dawns
Golden Rose Glow
Dawns
Beneath a gentle
Divine
Blue Heaven
Of brilliant Sapphire hue
That purity of white peaks
Attempts to reach
Surrounded by the
Blue green
Evergreen cypresses, ceders, spruces, pines
Of life and its
Blue white diamond sapphire
Streams
That our paths go
Winding along
Up hugging steep mountain sides
Down green valleys
Twisting and turning

My autumn glows gentle
with forests turning deep green to golden greens
Redgolds and hues of
Every possible Rose bloom.

A journey of sheer
Beauty - !
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