Sheep and I........

I speak staring at the ocean deep
Where the pacific and the Tasman meet
Entangling mine and the sheep’s mind
Thinking will ourselves we ever find?

He bleats and flees and looses control
To his home he may, stroll I said just stroll
What does he make of me and the humans looks?
Was the north island pulled ashore by fishermen’s hooks?

The sun shines in different colors from the Chatham
The million thoughts deeper than I can fathom
To me he’s an animal living without a choice
Spiritually void existing in a soulless noise.

He strolls again and almost means to say
You’re just as sheep as I am during the day
Sighs and walks away
Believingly leaving me in may be dismay

The wind gets colder and he’s got fur
Today like others is just another blur
Seeking a life we wish to be
The cosmic bliss, leaves to a tree.

Kings once rode on long white clouds
Long remain the clouds with mysteries shroud
Painted faces and demons alive
Step after step dive after dive.



(The philosophy of cape reinga, Chatham Island, North Island)

Stay

All that’s good is knowledge and all that’s evil is ignorance.

Life feels like a Helation ring, real when it’s not unreal and unreal when its not.
Geodesy is the science that deals with the earths form, dimensions elasticity mass, gravitation, studying which I learnt a sum and here is what I thought
The earth is in free fall around the sun, while an artificial satellite moving beyond the atmosphere is in free fall around the earth while no thrust is being applied, a lunar probe traveling between the earth and the moon is in free fall: the same applies for a probe in a transfer orbit between the earth and another planet, while a vehicle is in free fall, an astronaut will have no apparent weight and will be experiencing zero gravity or weightlessness, to the mind what happens has someone sought?
Socrates lived a world in where the world he fought
The Quaran says seek the stars and of life you will be thought
What living means and what you mean to him.
Is that what we want to know or is that what we seek
Thinking I rise was lost in a chant of the crickets and the possum on trees beside the creek……..

Floating Worlds

Are the stars a part of the puzzle to be unwoven
Strings in strings like symphony by Beethoven
To the music rises the innocent bear
Filling the space the four legged creatures don’t care

Stares the unicorn in content glee
Flares the bird across the sea
Tears the warriors with his broken knee
Dares the sky he must not get free

Singing flies the bird in gold
Bringing peace to the sea on land so cold
Flinging clinging flinging old
Shipping ghost his sails look bold

Close with her, stood angels crying
Chose the antelope to give up trying
Dose of life, ending their life while lying
Prose I write looking at the ceiling

Worlds I search in distances far
Words I search …playing the guitar
Words leave me gaping staring at the star
Worlds they depicted of the infinite stellar.

Dedicated to that which inspired: (The constellations: depicted by da Vecchi and da Reggio on the ceiling of the Sala del Mappamondo of the Palazzo Farnese) 11

A New Chapter - A Ghazal

I stare at the same tree everyday
With panache it shines at me everyday

The grey clouds are always there
Getting longer everyday

Right now I wish there was a stream full of fish
But that’s how I feel everyday

One day il be wise enough to find my way home
Laugh I shall and wonder everyday.

In sadness I see happiness glowing like a wormLike a worm waiting for me in darkness everyday.

The Energy Within

The rhythm breaks… is it in my head?
It can’t be the fish I just had them fed
You have to say it is. To prove its not.
Is life so random who (did u) thought?

I grow wary we grow old
Nothing is found men seek gold
Questions we search for answers unknown
Cold we grow like a twofold … stone.

From where we come to why we go
Who are these creatures from sky to toe?
Beneath the life scattered ocean floor?
Why do they live to live some more?

Living on this soil we trust
What we believe and what they say
Some hour soon our soul will clay
Everything we lust to dust.

"Mountain Pride Butterflies"

Butterfly filled mountains full
Wizzing wizzing through the blooms
Ah the array of colors they possess
They excite even the shrooms

Morpho blue from blue he flew
Yellow with the slightest hue
Green greener could make cows’ mooo
Grey ever so unsurely true

Disa uniflora and her red flowers
The butterflies even stare for hours
The red is what they are attracted to
To what that leads to they don’t have a clue

The dance they perform is magnificently colorful
Pinks with the purplish grey so strong it sings
Higher than yellow and majestically pale
All shades of white never fail.

Unicorn green to snowfall sheen
Colors full of colors never seen
The moment seized the insect returns
Another hour after hour through mile after mile
All this it does to make man smile? What does u think?

Flowers of the orchid Disa uniflora are pollinated exclusively by the Mountain Pride butterfly (Meneris tulbaghia: Salyrinae). The genus Disa has undergone spectacular adaptive radiation in southern Africa. Phylogenetic analysis shows that shifts from one pollination system to another have been a major feature of evolutionary diversification in this genus

The lady and the brandy

Tring tring rang the phone
Unexpected it came to my sitting grandma
“Mohan” she yells “Mohan
Please come here tring tring goes the phone”

She was afraid till the end ….afraid of the phone
But also had a funny bone
Grumpy at times when she drank
Spoke with a raised high tone.

Made me food… made me more
Made me what I am till I could soar
Soar I did one lonely day
Away from all I knew from land I once lay

With tears in her brave eyes
She screamed that this was the last
As I flew away living my dearest nightmare
The curse was sure cast.

The girl behind the tree whose tears I felt
My people, my friends I yelped.
Tears of warm blood inside me froze
As my soul from land slowly rose.

The pressing I felt was the atmosphere or what was in me
I lost it before I knew
Now I lay not on the same land
And the curse is now true.