Kundalini Yoga Yogi

The Critic

The Critic

Atop a cobra lamppost

Sits the wind ruffled predator/observer

Quietly, steadily, above

The parking lot of the wholesale club

Below a tower

As lights flash along the red spindly legs

And swooping unknowing around are

Pigeons and starlings, sparrows, and cedar waxwings

The red tailed hawk is seemingly ignored

By all but me

Watching the bird from the car window

Radio turned down

as the light failed

and the sky darkened

Watching, watching

Noting, exhaling, eyes blinking

The raptor knows, I see,

Of the coming dusk over the asphalt

And looks wisely

Well fed perhaps

Eyeing the scene below

Of shopping carts full

Carrying carrion,

Cheezits, laundry detergent

Cases of paper towels

Shoppers/hunters/gatherers certainly

Worth nothing more

Than a glance from one who

Grips the metal with terrible,

sharp and slashing talons

balanced holding close the silent speedy wings

Dropping from the sky

Only to kill the worthy frightened prey.

Oh My Mind

This is a poem I wrote while in Vancouver (March/April) for the 
recent Authentic Relationships Course. 
The assignment was to have a conversation with your mind and 
write about it. About the title -- I am not sure if the emphasis 
in the title should be Oh my mind, or OH MY mind or Oh My MIND 


Oh My Mind

Oh my mind, your days of being the greatest fool
 you know are over.
Oh my mind, why do you concern yourself with the
 faults of others and not regard your  own?
Oh my mind, meditate. To seek to know is enough,
 for that has changed the wisest man.
Oh my mind, and this too will change the simplest
 fool who knows only that he does not  know.

Oh my mind, this love I have for you and you for
 me must be shared.
Oh my mind, you must see me each time you meet
 another.
Oh my mind, do you not know that each stranger
 that you meet is your brother or your sister?
Oh my mind, each one awaits you quite patiently.
Oh my mind, from so many lifetimes they have
 traveled to see you and be seen by you.
Oh my mind, look upon the strangest face and see
 who you have always and already seen, no stranger.

Oh my mind, you will refuse us and me no more,
 for we are your true and truest beloveds.
Oh my mind, clasp my heartfelt hand and feel
 your blood that pulses through my veins.
Oh my mind, please, let more smiles than one
 initial false one blossom upon your lips.
Oh my mind, know in your heart of hearts that
 it is my heart that beats there within your
 breast too.
Oh my mind, know your self as well.
Oh my mind, as you have wished to know of the
 love for you, see the love truly within yourself
 for yourself.

Oh my mind, escape the worn and tattered bonds
 of your earthly passions.
Oh my mind, the awesome truth is that there are
 no lies, no sins, and there is no pain.
Oh my mind, make your way upon this boiling
 fiery sea, just float above it, be above it all.
Oh my mind, the life you live can be as pure and
 sweet as true affections's tears.
Oh my mind, never complain that God has left you
 unfulfilled.
Oh my mind, fill yourself with me, the one that
 gives you everything.

Oh my mind.