The Knots of Prayer

The Knots of Prayer
Author Unknown

Dear God:
Please unite the knots
that are in my mind,
my heart and my life.
Remove the nots,
the can nots and the do nots
that I have in my mind.

Erase the will nots,
may nots, might nots
that may find
a home in my heart.

Release me from the could nots,
would nots
and should nots that obstruct my life.

And most of all,
Dear God,

I ask that you remove from my mind,
my heart and my life all the 'am nots'
that I have allowed to hold me back,
especially the thought
that I am not good enough.

Amen

Boundaries ~ New Poem by Nachi

Boundaries ~ New Poem by Nachi.
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wandering through my life
I stumble across the invisible walls around me
feeling caged inside the boundries that limit me.

like some unwritten law dictating
who I am be, and what i cant

I see unknowing looming in large
around me like morning fog.
surrounding me in its white mist
whispering to me to step ahead cautiously
alighting many doubts in my head..
and questions that have no answers.

selecting a thought matters little
like choosing between marbles..
none the matter which one I choose and pick
it still is a marble carrying no meaning.
with no value to redeem.

I walk around these glass walls.
looking at the world beyond
in wonder and awe of the beauty therein,

freedom that lays with every being
birds taking a flight upon infinite skies
and the galloping animals,
running across abundantly
humans beings carving choices
like beautiful pieces of artwork.
with such finese and fine grace
all living a life, without a thought
to think on life..what it is..
what's its meaning, its scope
being rather than thinking to be
loving rather than needing to figure out what love is
a ceaseless flow of love

there is a freedom, for everyone.
like pure air breathed inside by every life..
insivible to mortal eyes
and oblivious to the human mind
it exist for everyone..
yet remains unclaimed so often..


How I wish to grasp it..
this freedom, that breaths through my beingness
to feel it traveling through the passage of my heart,
my entire body, bringing its awareness to the fore..
unlimiting my self, in all directions
of abundance, peace, joy and love
opening all the pores of spirit within
blooming like a majestic rose..

I dont even know how this journey begins..
how far it is before I can find
the first breath of freedom in my lungs
with worth fist full of hope

I await for such moment
when I shall be over the boundries
walking on the unclaimed territory
of freedom and love.

2009@ Nachi

Chance Encouter ~ New Poem By Nachi

All of My day..I search for something..

that'd keep me binded and whole..

for every so often I fall down
to pieces like a broken mirror...

and up then I begin to
collect my pieces..once again

to be one again..

I feel like a scarecrow of made of hay..

empty inside..insignificant, inconsequential in my heart..

except for the moments when love flows from my heart..

How the barren land awaits for monsoon

every season..for to be proved as fertile..

I wait for chance..mercy of God..

anything that will take me away

from being this dry land..

The Rivers inside me..flow freely..

when times are safe to care..

but as the skies turn into darkness

when the thunder storms & the lightening crowd in the sky..

I begin to loose my hope..

and hide under fears.

I know inside my heart

that I am a messenger of God

but with fears posing as demons..

living on a path with no compass in my hand..

I feel like a little lost lamb..

utterly helpless..surviving on mere chance..

Poem on Maharaj Ji

Salulations to You..
My Thousand Namaskars.

Though my hands are too small..
only to hold fist full of love in return
of Your abundant showering
of Love on us all.

A mystic celebration is this..
a recalling of time,
when I found my way
to the Sacred chant
delivered By You,

My Spiritual Guru

You Bestowed Grace on Every Soul
that took shelter in Your Heart.
You Paid in full, in advance
The Promise You made to All of us..

Being in Spirit with each one of us,
guiding us on our path.
giving wings to a speck of dust,
to let it fly and to meet the heavenly skies.

Breathing Me ~ New Poem by Nachi

I am learning to grow new wings,
where once I had wounds
I am in search of that universe within me
where dreams come true

To All My Friends : Thank You for Being My Friend

As we walk our path of life,
We meet people everyday.
Most are simply met by chance.
But, some are sent our way.

These become special friends
Whose bond we can't explain;
The ones who understand us
And share our joy and pain.

Their love contains no boundaries.
So, even we are apart.
Their presence enhances us
With a warmth felt in the heart.

This love becomes a passageway,
When even the miles disappear.
And so, these friends, God sends our way,
Remain forever near.
That friend is You

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To My One Friend and All,

This is a poem of Gratitude and Love for You all. Thank You for being my friend. My life is a continual form of Bliss, Joy and Light because of You.

Much Love, Light and Blessings in Return for Your Precious Friendship, Love and Care.

From My Heart,

Nachi

Nature Calling to Man ~ Poem By Nachi

where will man's greed will take him

will he leave any shore untouched by his greed?

now all the earth is all ventured by him..

will he aim for the moon?

how much long can the nature wait,

for man's heart to come to sense

before its too late..

to return back to the world,

that she handed to him to care..

is there any place in this world,
where nature is allowed to be living peacefully,

where man exists

the trees cant fight back..

the mountains cant hide..

and the animals can only be a mute spectators

to the callous indifference of man

who thinks he is superior in light to all

who'd tell him..that a blade of grass
matters as much as him..in this world..

every animal that's slaughtered,

every tree that's butchered,

leaves an empty space

that can never be filled..

not by numbers anyways..

the day man will lose compassion in his heart
for all the animals, and the plants..

will be the beginning of his end..

for only as long as there is any such thing as love in his heart
shall there be a world for all to live..

Not Minding

I never know what is the way to be..

I remained suspecting, guessing the world..

fearing being different & being me..

I could speak the only way I knew..

singing the song of my heart

maybe not in tune of what the world was singing..

or singing a completely different song..

I didint wanted care for the world..

or for the song that it was singing..

I didnt wanted to care too much..only to lose myself

just being one voice in the many voices..

singing a song that I neither knew nor loved..

till one night in my sleep..I dreamnt of this word..

Not Minding..and I felt this release, the gates of my heart opened..

Not minding My Mind..I said..and Its fears, Doubts,

Not Minding the world..I said..and Its Song..Not minding anything..but self..

and then..I found My Voice like never before.

The Pond

The day begins and the sky descents on earth..

it rests beneath the serene water of a pond..

small that it is to hold the mighty sky

the pond holds it with grace, ease & love...

opening all its heart for the sky..

As the day turns into the night..

the skies return back to their heavenly adobe

when moon arrives on the sky.

and the stars twinkle & shine at night..

the pond welcomes the moon, & the stars

although the stars are placed at impossible height..

this distance does not hold back the love

between the pond & the sky/moon/stars

nothing matters really..not the distance, nor the size.

all that seems unbecoming, unreal & impossible..

becomes real, possible on simplest terms of abundant love..

A Heart that's free from hatred, judgment & doubt

A Heart that's compassionate, caring & Kind..

can hold the Entire Universe on its palm

O Divine Mother..May our minds be pure in thoughts,

free from hatred, worry, judgment & doubt

May our Heart be our Guiding Compass

and be serene, loving & abundant like this pond.

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I had some loose strings of beautiful thoughts.. I thought what if I could weave these thoughts to make a poem..

Funny you know..there is something divine..beyond human element..it gets communicated with us humans..and is understood..perfectly well..but sometimes when its touched by human understanding..its ceases to be celestial and divine..and becomes human.. I have this feeling many times about my poems..when I feel them in wordless motion of wind that passes by me..it is beautiful and sacred..but when I touch it with my consciousness..I fear that it becomes ordinary ceasing beneath the boundries of minds imagination.

still thinking on Abundant Terms..