In space

In space
(Balamani Amma)
Birth's golden dreams
carry me to
moon's yards.
I rise,
touching Sun's sari,
lovely ,
hanging in spacetime.

lokking down,
earth,
you beneath
like a spinning top.
what joy!!

I could get away from
your hands
and play above!
I,
turned away
from pleasures vain,controlled senses,
awakened with effort,
abilities of body,mind,soul.
for gaining truth .

What else except Tapas
help man
to find truth?
My sadhana is not in
forlorn forests
not among machines,
new world's inner nerves.
Burning in dry prathibha
earth's unending wealth
takes form as blessings.

I have desires
man's body being anthills
Made of them.
Even in beauteous eternity's
waving dusts
of creativity
Heart desires to sleep.
A fortnight in
moon's cold night
in earth's light,
to search and find
the secret door
Of Indra's palace
With heavy walls around.To measure heat
and cold
In Mercury moving quick,
To search seeds of life
In colourful Mandala
Of Mars
and its mountainous mouths.
To know the one
blowing and growsing
White bubbles of
planets and stars!
If not to enjoy lives
from those open flowers,
Creator,
Why should you open wings
through us,
These paradise-lost people!
Thirst for sweet waters
of that home,
where dear ones wait
weightless body tired in karma,
yet thoughts untired
prajna bright,
imaginations watching
with future-turned telescopes
Men who have forgotten weapons
of destruction,
and made solar system,
Their nation.