I seek
The divine they say
God do some call Him
Him or Her..None can say
Prostrate to Him, Prayers onto Him

Prayers for love, for peace
For money, for power
Prayers for life, for release
Many are the arrows from this quiver

To some He is carved in stone and culture
To others ,a relic in history , aN often retold myth
The order in chaos , The pattern in nature
The inner conscience's untold story

To a few, the truth held dear,
To love the supreme with fear,
To love all of humanity dear
And to some ,the gospel of the seer

The agnostic wonders if god does exist
The atheist wills that god does not exist
The religious believe that, to god's will , they exist
For God ,a zillion interpretation does exist
My own interpretations...I seek

To live...
The soaring eagle reaching onto the cerulean heights
The whispers of the eucalyptus trees carried safely by the wind
The chill of the December air with its misty morning
Amidst this peace lives humanity in all its chaos
A thousand dreams with every heartbeat
For every dream unfulfilled, a yearning lingers
Every breath in a scramble to make dreams come true
Life becomes the respite between the rush
Trampling life, dream tries to live
Only to realize it needs life to live.
Lifelessly we live on

Entwined Worlds.

Amidst the metallic clatter of dishes washed,
And the tottering of feet on the freshly mopped floor
The maid from the slums and the erudite dame from the metropolis,
Exchanged mid-afternoon tales , smiles, woe and their souls
Fables from the world unknown to the other.
The world met, but for one instant

Amidst the pungent smoke of traffic
And the pedestrians trying to dodge death
The busy software whiz and the tramp in tatters
Exchanged a smile with a parting of the penny
Their eyes speaking the language of humanity
Two worlds met, but for one instant

Amidst the tall skyscrapers and grey polluted skies
And street kids playing cricket in a sandwiched alley
The retired colonel and the scruffy lad
Exchanged a game played by the imperial English
The spirit of the young met the youth of the aged
The worlds met, but for one instant.