Dream Threshold: Poetry for the Spirit

Copyright © Ajit Sripad Rao Nalkur

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Contents

Part One - A Utopian Dream

Against the Darkness

City of Dreams*

Addressing Death

Haven

Part Two- Poems to Nature

Earth, the Miracle

Tomorrow’s Surprise

Dreaming

Home

Listen…

New Horizon

The Flow

The Storm

Invisible Beauty

Tree

Thought-Wave

Gentle Rain in Paradise

Mother Nature

This Wind

My Golden Tree

Eternal Beauty

Simple Miracles

Escape

Golden Morning

Part Three - On Poetry

What is Poetry?

The Poet’s First Love

The Guide

Suddenly

The Passion of the Poet

King

Just a Thought

The Word

The Inspirer

Re-Vision

India (a perspective)

Resignation

Dream Estate

The Poet

Waiting for the Kiss

OM – Creative Source

Rediscovering the Poet

The Mind can Many pictures make…

How to Read a Poem

Laying Down the Sword

Playing my Part

Part Four - Of the Spirit

Something Else…

Subtle Atmosphere

Thoughts on Limitlessness

Sunshine

Into the Future

To the Old

The Battle for Truth

There’s a Peace…

The Magic Hand

The End of Horror

The Art of doing Nothing

Warriors

Gods on Earth

Destiny

The Vastness

Ages

Observer

The Knowing of Nothing

The Personality of the Soul

The Heart

Your Beautiful Child

Window on the Open Sea

Heart

Rise to the New

A tranquil Moment of Observation

The Action of the Gazer

Goodbye, Dream-Destroyer!

Wallow in your Darkness, then…

Sacred Offerings

A Nameless Love

The Gentle Strength

Life’s Journey

Being

Matter of Fact

The Brotherhood

Being One with the Self

The Other

Goodbye, Master of Lies

Things I love

God

Waking Up

Never losing Freedom

Love is a Strange thing…

That

Choice and the Chosen

The Silence

Death to the Ego

The Perfect Image

Soul

Oneness (or) The Longing of the Soul

Reflection

Lost Valley

Looking at the Obvious

Life-change

The Last Night

And What about Love?

The Shining

The Simple Majesty

No Other Light

The Psychic Being

The Nature of Creation

Part Five - Love’s Journey

Threshold

Queen of the Sprites

Something New

For the Beginning that isn’t Yet

To the Beloved

To the Muse

A Memory

Vision

If

The Chance of Us meeting…

Creative Dance

An Eternal Moment

The Reason for the Sacrifice

The Depression

To YOU

The Muse and I

The Goddess from Eternity

The Silent Secret

Radiance

The Kiss of Love

Pilgrims of the Night

Soul Reason

That Love may Be

Rivers, Streams and Waterfalls…

A Sense of Completeness

Inevitability

Just One Step

The Impossible Possibility

Chosen

All my Heart wants…

Our Smile

What I like Most about Us…

Flooded

Freedom

A thousand Deaths, and Life

Soul Memory

Deep Dawn

Support

So Many ways to Love…

Divine Obsession

Assignment

Forever

True Hope

Part One - A Utopian Dream

Against the Darkness

I look into the sunny skies of freedom,

I look into the future of my soul,

All around is darkness in God’s kingdom,

The road is long and hard to being whole.

I look into the darkness of the earth,

I look into the endlessness of pain,

All around is suffering and the birth

Of falsehood gaining ground against the rain

Of happiness and bliss, yet I see

Candles in this blackness burning bright,

The fires of tomorrow yet may be

As long as there is vision in the night.

One soul alone can change the status quo

Defying death by throwing open doors

To welcome in the rush of heaven’s flow

Onto the deserts and the barren floors

Of life and homes that harbour wornout ways,

Sweeping all aside that should not be,

Standing tall against the windy days

Of ill-will, this sentinel will free

Those who hold to truth and light and love

But need the strength of God to stay alive;

A new world presses down from up above,

And warriors guard the gates that He arrive

Onto the chosen soil of golden life,

A place that He had dared to dream would be,

Destiny’s moment shall arrive,

What once was not be our reality!

City of Dreams*

The seat of power is powerless

In the face of the darkness surrounding it;

Even within its walls, where energy should abound,

The landscapes are vacant, desert-like.

It was a desert once, still is,

Despite the trees and the people rooted within,

And one wonders what has changed in all these years…

There’s no peace in the peace,

Life is much like the living death

One confronts everywhere else,

With its citizens worshipping

What many have left behind

To make of this city of light

A city of joy, hope, love and real peace;

One is left with the emptiness one faces,

One is left with oneself,

One is left with the memory of great beginnings,

One is left with the hopelessness one always rejected.

I ask: This is the City of God?

This the place of bold, new discoveries?

This the Impossible Dream?

As it approaches another birthday

My heart goes out to this tender creation

Of the world’s greatest dreamers,

Of the pioneers of the spirit,

Of the lovers that dared the impossible,

Of the faith, belief, absolute conviction

That the world was ready for a big change,

And so the City was born…as a symbol

Of mankind’s sudden yearning to take a leap

Into the future!…I continue to wait, and watch,

And dream…after all, this city was built by dreamers,

And dreamers it will be who shall usher in the unseen.

*Auroville is an experimental township in South India with the vision and ideal of members of all nations living together in peace and harmony.

Addressing Death

O Death, although you don’t exist

In any form within my soul

I see the shadows that resist

Life’s effort in becoming whole,

I see the fences you erect

Constantly around the free,

Carefully you do select

The chosen few to never be,

For if they were to light the fire

Of true love they know so well

It would spell the end, dire

Consequence befall the hell

You have woven like a web

Of deceit around all man,

God’s children would ensure its ebb

With divine intention’s hand,

A blazing fire burn the threads

Invisible that trap our minds,

Confusion and the cosmic dread

Forever vanish from mankind –

The golden city of the burning

Fires of the sun shall rise,

Casting out The Shadow, turning

Earth into our paradise,

The children of the morning see

The future now, earth’s destiny

Within their grasp, the balance shifted,

Manifest eternity!

Haven

Give me a place where beauty’s face

Gazes ever on my soul,

A sacred haven for the grace

Of love’s sweet and endless flow,

Words and silence filling hearts

That sing of things tomorrow knows

Is home to where the deeper arts

Of living thrive,