Another  Light

Tonight the world had a different light,
For tonight you gave the sun its sight.

Orange aglow the coy sun,
Ensconced in silks of charcoal grey.
Gazed unsurely at you in awe,
With fire none or words to say.

The mystery of such stealth it seems,
Made it reflect your radiant beams.
The demure sky also took the cue,
And spoke your voice in silver hues.

The air got so inebriated,
It dint know which way to flow.
Appears as if it had touched,
The tip of your intoxicating brow.

By this earth was perceived,
The mischief that you but weaved.
I smiled at how you unsealed,
And secrets of the heart revealed.

Incapable of any thought I am now,
Such indigent things evoke a frown.
Against such opulence they are a shame,
So I let the hearts bear blame.

But I yet remind you again more,
The secrets and pacts of our lore.
O dear love if you do reveal,
Let there be none else to seal.

When someone is seeking... it happens quite easily that he only sees the thing that he is seeking; that he is unable to find anything, unable to absorb anything, because he is only thinking of the thing he is seeking, because he has a goal, because he is obsessed with his goal. Seeking means: to have a goal; but finding means: to be free, to be receptive, to have no goal.

~Siddhartha, p.108


Wisdom is not communicable. The wisdom which a wise man tries to communicate always sounds foolish.... Knowledge can be communicated, but not wisdom. One can find it, be fortified by it, do wonders through it, but one cannot communicate and teach it.

~Siddhartha, p.109-10

Lessons from the elements

Let the good earth teach us forbearance,
water bring coolness and equipoise,
fire purification,
air generosity and consistency,
and the sky (the ether medium)
openness, detachment and transcendence.