SONYA KI'S ECSTATIC POETRY
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Darshan
Close encounters of a
Heavenly kind
a kiss on blue
dust blown clouds
crowds swell up like
waves to catch a glimpse
a smile, a frown
a blessed whisper
Atoms scramble in Your
embrace
Pearls spill from
invisible strands
Spellbound pyramids
we sit in the sun-drenched
Anthem of Your Love
On the sands of Puttaparthi
You leave behind a
precious footprint
a sacred path
for me to
faithfully follow
inside the Ashram
of my heart
~sonya ki tomlinson
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Close encounters of a
Heavenly kind
a kiss on blue
dust blown clouds
crowds swell up like
waves to catch a glimpse
a smile, a frown
a blessed whisper
Atoms scramble in Your
embrace
Pearls spill from
invisible strands
Spellbound pyramids
we sit in the sun-drenched
Anthem of Your Love
On the sands of Puttaparthi
You leave behind a
precious footprint
a sacred path
for me to
faithfully follow
inside the Ashram
of my heart
~sonya ki tomlinson
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Hari Om
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Hari Nam
At the gates of Heaven
I sit and sing Your praise
Where is Maya now?
when the only sound my mind
can hear is Hari Nam
My sari a silk prayer flag
flutters in the tranquil breeze
pastel blue, pink
and yellow hues of Prashanthi
abode of highest peace
Listen manas to the music
timbrel, flute and harmonium
they too sing the glory of God
Still we must be vigilant
our hands continuously harvesting
the bliss of selfless service
our thoughts, words and deeds
a divine mala on which we
incessantly chant Hari Nam
Eternal Companion
old habits die hard
and charming snakes with golden hoods
rattle in the ghostly shadows
Hold me closer, Ancient Self
tighter still...steal my breath
So..so that I am blue skinned like You
and when the ways of the world
have passed away
Scatter my ashes..vibhuti stars
all along the Bhakti path
~sonya ki tomlinson
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Swamiji
My heart is a celestial bedroom
where my Lord hastens unto me
I have placed a garland of stars
around his neck
and pierced His ears with the honey moon
His skin is anointed with the
fragrance of Love
and His feet are the only pillows
my head cares for
when He smiles my life finds
inner meaning and dances about
like a giddy lovestruck maiden
drunk on His holy name
Lots of Prema
sonya ki
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My heart is a celestial bedroom
where my Lord hastens unto me
I have placed a garland of stars
around his neck
and pierced His ears with the honey moon
His skin is anointed with the
fragrance of Love
and His feet are the only pillows
my head cares for
when He smiles my life finds
inner meaning and dances about
like a giddy lovestruck maiden
drunk on His holy name
Lots of Prema
sonya ki
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Tejas
You illumine me
the fireball in the
root of my being
and a galaxy of suns
ascending
the shadow of flesh
at the edge of the temple
receding...
sonya ki tomlinson
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You illumine me
the fireball in the
root of my being
and a galaxy of suns
ascending
the shadow of flesh
at the edge of the temple
receding...
sonya ki tomlinson
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(The Night blooming Jasmine's heavenly fragrance has lit up the garden like stars in the evening sky. Swami is swinging in the jhoola with me softly singing.)
Queen Bee
evening diamonds cascade
across her ermine mink shoulders
a tiara of stars
white fire, floating ponds
pools of light
gush
I levitate through hushed sweetness
Jasmine goddess of the night
graces the moon blushed garden with her
intoxicating presence
helplessly I wander into those beckoning boughs
fragrant bowers
a love stung bee lost in
the enchantment of her surreal beauty
a willing prisoner oblivious to the closing, sunrise petals
that morning too...soon brings
~sonya ki tomlinson
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Queen Bee
evening diamonds cascade
across her ermine mink shoulders
a tiara of stars
white fire, floating ponds
pools of light
gush
I levitate through hushed sweetness
Jasmine goddess of the night
graces the moon blushed garden with her
intoxicating presence
helplessly I wander into those beckoning boughs
fragrant bowers
a love stung bee lost in
the enchantment of her surreal beauty
a willing prisoner oblivious to the closing, sunrise petals
that morning too...soon brings
~sonya ki tomlinson
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Ambrosia
I covered your wound
with a piece of my heart
what will it take to
stop the bleeding
here is my love
don’t be afraid
when our lips meet
radiant petals burst open
Drink in the Light
of the sun
~sonya ki tomlinson
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I covered your wound
with a piece of my heart
what will it take to
stop the bleeding
here is my love
don’t be afraid
when our lips meet
radiant petals burst open
Drink in the Light
of the sun
~sonya ki tomlinson
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Heart Kiss
Will you kiss my heart tonight Lord?
And make me bloom lushly
like the lotus moon rising over
a barren and lifeless desert
how I languish in the scattered funeral
petals of another orphaned day
seeking only Your radiance and
those luminous orbs that dance
around the sun forever
Who can love me like You—God?
robed in a long dark dream
I wait in the orange embers
of Your Presence
for the only caress that
really matters
the only kiss
that truly endures
~sonya ki tomlinson
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Will you kiss my heart tonight Lord?
And make me bloom lushly
like the lotus moon rising over
a barren and lifeless desert
how I languish in the scattered funeral
petals of another orphaned day
seeking only Your radiance and
those luminous orbs that dance
around the sun forever
Who can love me like You—God?
robed in a long dark dream
I wait in the orange embers
of Your Presence
for the only caress that
really matters
the only kiss
that truly endures
~sonya ki tomlinson
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Zen Love
I love my little Buddha husband
sometimes I watch him as he naps
his face assuming the soft delicate
lines of a child or an angel
asleep on God's bosom
I observe him in the garden
through the glass patio door
reflective light of the noonday sun
splashing gold over his bent form
Gently he snips fragrant rose blossoms
arranging a charming feng shui bouquet
for our kitchen counter
Cuddling close and cozy on our
chocolate brown love sofa
as evening casts a starry
love spell
I Thank God for such a
blessed and sacred life and especially
for my little Buddha's delight
sonya ki tomlinson
I love my little Buddha husband
sometimes I watch him as he naps
his face assuming the soft delicate
lines of a child or an angel
asleep on God's bosom
I observe him in the garden
through the glass patio door
reflective light of the noonday sun
splashing gold over his bent form
Gently he snips fragrant rose blossoms
arranging a charming feng shui bouquet
for our kitchen counter
Cuddling close and cozy on our
chocolate brown love sofa
as evening casts a starry
love spell
I Thank God for such a
blessed and sacred life and especially
for my little Buddha's delight
sonya ki tomlinson
God's Consort
In the twilight zephyrs
under milky way skies
I stroll beside my peacock plumed God
Along the banks of the Yamuna river
with captivating charm
He teaches me
the Language of Love
Honeybees buzz around us
even though the coral pink
sun has melted into a
puddle of nectar at
His silken lotus Feet
and all the flowers have
folded their drowsy petals
Raven heavens raise their
ebony veils and a
chorus of rhapsodic stars
chant Krishna's glorious name
I feel His raincloud blue face
close to mine
lightning from His eyes
strikes my Soul
...and We dance...
A trillion psychedelic umbrellas
whirling, dazzling Sufi circles
beneath the Golden Parasol
of God's enormous
Love
~sonya ki tomlinson
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Wild morning glories
Wild amethyst morning glories awaken by the sea
an avalanche of white waves rush to the shore
zebra shadows dance across
the phosphorescent beach
and God's heart beats inside the
transparent chest of a jelly fish
I listen to the ocean sing
cresting jeweled tides
crescendo
rise and fall
our footprints and all we think we are
vanish
without a trace
Love's ineffable breath
sweeps me out to beauty
~sonya ki tomlinson
Wild amethyst morning glories awaken by the sea
an avalanche of white waves rush to the shore
zebra shadows dance across
the phosphorescent beach
and God's heart beats inside the
transparent chest of a jelly fish
I listen to the ocean sing
cresting jeweled tides
crescendo
rise and fall
our footprints and all we think we are
vanish
without a trace
Love's ineffable breath
sweeps me out to beauty
~sonya ki tomlinson
LOU
stars crinkle under our feet
bouncing off the blades of moonlit grass
carried downstream in the canal behind
my house
I walk down memory lane with my brother Lou
Lou lost it in his teens diagnosed schizoid
but able to function under guidance and meds
together we lug a cumbersome old wooden box
to the trash
gently I quizzed him
“do you remember us when we were little
on our sled all the snow and fun we had?”
Lou stares blankly into the night,
“I was never small, I was made 6 ft. 3 in.”
“but I have a photo of us”
again Lou denies that such a time ever existed,
insisting that he sprang full-grown
from the mind of some unknown madness
Christmas lights blink coloring his face
red then green
“That's alright Lou, I remember....”
whispering goodnight
I tuck Lou under the blankets
of my heart
and watch him trudge away
a small boy in a gray snowsuit
“Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you”
(Simon & Garfunkle, 1968)
stars crinkle under our feet
bouncing off the blades of moonlit grass
carried downstream in the canal behind
my house
I walk down memory lane with my brother Lou
Lou lost it in his teens diagnosed schizoid
but able to function under guidance and meds
together we lug a cumbersome old wooden box
to the trash
gently I quizzed him
“do you remember us when we were little
on our sled all the snow and fun we had?”
Lou stares blankly into the night,
“I was never small, I was made 6 ft. 3 in.”
“but I have a photo of us”
again Lou denies that such a time ever existed,
insisting that he sprang full-grown
from the mind of some unknown madness
Christmas lights blink coloring his face
red then green
“That's alright Lou, I remember....”
whispering goodnight
I tuck Lou under the blankets
of my heart
and watch him trudge away
a small boy in a gray snowsuit
“Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you”
(Simon & Garfunkle, 1968)
Bala Krishna
peacock shimmering
night glades
our sweet Hari
His flute-song floats
stealing the butter
cream of our Love
on all fours
crawling so innocently
but when He yawns
universes spill like
glittering marbles
the entire macrocosm
inside the mouth
of babes
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peacock shimmering
night glades
our sweet Hari
His flute-song floats
stealing the butter
cream of our Love
on all fours
crawling so innocently
but when He yawns
universes spill like
glittering marbles
the entire macrocosm
inside the mouth
of babes
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WINDOW ON INFINITY
In shimmering ebb of
evening's closing tide
I kneel and kiss
Your jeweled footprint
above a trillion super stars
illumine the temple dome
and a crescent moon floats
near the crown of my head
I've forgotten my name
and the way home
long ago washed out to sea
there is no existence apart
from You
I wander the dazzling shoreline
a cobra draped around my neck
I am Shiva
the thousand petaled One
In shimmering ebb of
evening's closing tide
I kneel and kiss
Your jeweled footprint
above a trillion super stars
illumine the temple dome
and a crescent moon floats
near the crown of my head
I've forgotten my name
and the way home
long ago washed out to sea
there is no existence apart
from You
I wander the dazzling shoreline
a cobra draped around my neck
I am Shiva
the thousand petaled One
That Thou Art
Today, I told a butterfly he was God
my eyes followed the magnificent cape
of his orange monarch wings
from September flower to flower
The inquisitive coral throated lizard
leaping over the garden jhoola
listened, awestruck as I announced
with deep conviction
"You're, God too, my friend"
It was time to tell Joy, screeching
at the top of her parrot lungs and
Sam my bright-eyed cairn terrier
the exciting news
I could feel the teal blue heavens,
all the creatures of our earth and
beyond breathing in
absolute pin drop silence
as I filled a glass with water
opened my mouth
and slowly poured
God into God
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Today, I told a butterfly he was God
my eyes followed the magnificent cape
of his orange monarch wings
from September flower to flower
The inquisitive coral throated lizard
leaping over the garden jhoola
listened, awestruck as I announced
with deep conviction
"You're, God too, my friend"
It was time to tell Joy, screeching
at the top of her parrot lungs and
Sam my bright-eyed cairn terrier
the exciting news
I could feel the teal blue heavens,
all the creatures of our earth and
beyond breathing in
absolute pin drop silence
as I filled a glass with water
opened my mouth
and slowly poured
God into God
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Bliss drops
close your eyes
see me now
a bright star
falling into your arms
breathe deep
feel me now
a soft breeze
rippling over your lips
turn towards my burning gaze
and walk with me as the
wind sings ecstatically through
the green reeds along
the river banks
~sonya ki tomlinson
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close your eyes
see me now
a bright star
falling into your arms
breathe deep
feel me now
a soft breeze
rippling over your lips
turn towards my burning gaze
and walk with me as the
wind sings ecstatically through
the green reeds along
the river banks
~sonya ki tomlinson
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azure phantom
i stood on the pier at Grand Cayman islands
the overcast sky and
turbulent sea swollen
with bewildered longing
threatened mutiny
flimsy skiffs tugged to and fro
ferrying souls from our cruise ship
to the mainland
as I searched the collective faces
staring numbly out at the
cresting obsidian waves
without computers or cellphones
unable to text
each face had an indelible question mark
stamped upon it
every dear sentient being was clearly
riddled with questions that
have beset humanity for eons:
Who Am I?
What is My Purpose?
Where Am I Going?
an iridescent seagull
his wings reflecting
the milky turquoise color
of the Caribbean sea
swoops across my reverie
laughing, sobbing - cawing
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i stood on the pier at Grand Cayman islands
the overcast sky and
turbulent sea swollen
with bewildered longing
threatened mutiny
flimsy skiffs tugged to and fro
ferrying souls from our cruise ship
to the mainland
as I searched the collective faces
staring numbly out at the
cresting obsidian waves
without computers or cellphones
unable to text
each face had an indelible question mark
stamped upon it
every dear sentient being was clearly
riddled with questions that
have beset humanity for eons:
Who Am I?
What is My Purpose?
Where Am I Going?
an iridescent seagull
his wings reflecting
the milky turquoise color
of the Caribbean sea
swoops across my reverie
laughing, sobbing - cawing
*********************************************
(Please share the warm embrace of my new Poetry book: 108 Bhakti Kisses, The Ecstatic Poetry of a Modern Day Gopi. Click on link below.
Hari Om
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Nomad No More
To the North, To the South
To the Left, To the Right
Only Sai Exists
His breath enters every portal
of being
I close my eyes in dark, starless realms
He glides within
Endless Sun of dreams
illumine the path, veins, arteries
radiating from my heart
Connect us to a higher Highway
above the fruited plain
swirling red dust of our
bones, teeth, marrow
barren desert mirages
Sai, Beloved Self
the wandering is over
take us home forever
To the North, To the South
To the Left, To the Right
Only Sai Exists
His breath enters every portal
of being
I close my eyes in dark, starless realms
He glides within
Endless Sun of dreams
illumine the path, veins, arteries
radiating from my heart
Connect us to a higher Highway
above the fruited plain
swirling red dust of our
bones, teeth, marrow
barren desert mirages
Sai, Beloved Self
the wandering is over
take us home forever
golden womb
all my orifices
are fully dilated
in great expectation
swirling, ballooning out into infinity
like the great womb
fontanel
in the heavens
that holds so
much starry darkness
yet
receives Your Light
beyond measure
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all my orifices
are fully dilated
in great expectation
swirling, ballooning out into infinity
like the great womb
fontanel
in the heavens
that holds so
much starry darkness
yet
receives Your Light
beyond measure
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ruby eyes
your long white swan's
neck reposes
soft upon my breast
as if listening to
my heart
and the wings of
spirit fluttering
close
your long white swan's
neck reposes
soft upon my breast
as if listening to
my heart
and the wings of
spirit fluttering
close
I Am
God loves, sustains
and protects
all of His devotees
regardless of the
name chosen
to praise Him
inside my global prayer wheel
all the names of God
are humming
I am Allah, I am Jesus
I am Krishna, I am Buddha
I am Jehova, I am Jah,
I am Durga, I am Ahura Mazda
I am Quan Yin, I am Mother Mary,
I am Lakshmi, I am Shiva, I am Brahma
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am....
...................You
FREEDOM
We have struggled through
mud, slime, feast and famine
to gain this human form
The animals swimming, crawling
hopping, pouncing, flying, galloping
inside of us
Vestiges of the past that try to
claw and growl their way toward
the surface of our consciousness
like crabs in a barrel
pulling us backwards
into a vortex of anger, hatred
territorial jealousy and vicious
emotions
This life is too precious to
waste
our angel wings ache
to soar
beyond the temporal
and petty
to heights Divine
Immortal, Deathless
and Free
tears
I love my darling
little ragdoll kitty Rama
a beautiful flame point color
He reminds me of sunrise
orange auburn rays
pouncing across
pearl white early morning skies
Following me into the bedroom
he sprawls across the desk and
under my computer
tenderly I scratch his furry head
we rub cold eskimo noses and I can’t help
noticing how his breath is so very much
like mine
Sweet air rushing in
like the tide and gently ebbing
listening closely to his breath
makes me wonder
how on earth
can we slaughter
and eat anything that
has breath like us
Tears fall from Rama’s eyes
tears for our brother animals
tears for Rama
I love my darling
little ragdoll kitty Rama
a beautiful flame point color
He reminds me of sunrise
orange auburn rays
pouncing across
pearl white early morning skies
Following me into the bedroom
he sprawls across the desk and
under my computer
tenderly I scratch his furry head
we rub cold eskimo noses and I can’t help
noticing how his breath is so very much
like mine
Sweet air rushing in
like the tide and gently ebbing
listening closely to his breath
makes me wonder
how on earth
can we slaughter
and eat anything that
has breath like us
Tears fall from Rama’s eyes
tears for our brother animals
tears for Rama
red pomegranate seeds
The New Year stretches its arms
towards us
fresh, clean scent of green pine needles
and wishes for happiness
surround shiny, glittering faces
of people in Times Square and
all across the globe
like Christmas ornaments still
hanging from a tree
and candles glowing on
windowsills
I don my flashy sequined New Year’s hat
cross my legs in lotus pose
with a prayer on my lips
and hope in my heart
wait for the dazzling ball
to drop
The New Year stretches its arms
towards us
fresh, clean scent of green pine needles
and wishes for happiness
surround shiny, glittering faces
of people in Times Square and
all across the globe
like Christmas ornaments still
hanging from a tree
and candles glowing on
windowsills
I don my flashy sequined New Year’s hat
cross my legs in lotus pose
with a prayer on my lips
and hope in my heart
wait for the dazzling ball
to drop
THE MAGI’S FLUTE
Sai Krishna
what magic have you wrought
the sideshows and acrobatics
of the world no longer entice
robotically I go through the motions
of daily living
my mind totally absorbed in You
Captivating Lord
You have performed a sleight of heart
and I am hopelessly smitten
fatally attracted I stalk Your
charming footsteps
planning my sweet ambush
Alluring Giridhari
the mid-night air is
dulcet
and heady aroma of
jasmine enchants the Soul
on the soft earth
I have drawn a sacred white circle
a magical mandala
under a pyramid of stars
I wait
Sai Krishna
what magic have you wrought
the sideshows and acrobatics
of the world no longer entice
robotically I go through the motions
of daily living
my mind totally absorbed in You
Captivating Lord
You have performed a sleight of heart
and I am hopelessly smitten
fatally attracted I stalk Your
charming footsteps
planning my sweet ambush
Alluring Giridhari
the mid-night air is
dulcet
and heady aroma of
jasmine enchants the Soul
on the soft earth
I have drawn a sacred white circle
a magical mandala
under a pyramid of stars
I wait
HEAVEN’S CLONE
My skin blushes azure
there are peacock feathers
in my matted curls
jeweled bangles
and ankle bracelets
chant Your divine Name
and the melody of Your
bewitching flute
possesses my ears
These feet long to roam
o’re the sylvan rolling
hills of Vrindavin
and rest under
honey soaked
clouds that
describe Your glory
Keshava
along the high
mountain ridges
our hearts have
mingled like
the sacred river Yamuna
and the holy Ganges
rushing passionately
towards each other
BLUE PEARL
Krishna Krishna
Priceless pearl hidden
in the velvet folds of
my breathless bosom
Celestial prisoner
You can never escape
my ardent arms
You are bound hand and foot
golden ball and chain by
unceasing contemplation on
You
Leela Lord
on a secluded island
uninhabited
far from the
caustic gaze of the
profane world
I have secured
Your Grace
less the evil eye
fall upon
us and
I lose awareness
Krishna Krishna
Krishna Krishna
Priceless pearl hidden
in the velvet folds of
my breathless bosom
Celestial prisoner
You can never escape
my ardent arms
You are bound hand and foot
golden ball and chain by
unceasing contemplation on
You
Leela Lord
on a secluded island
uninhabited
far from the
caustic gaze of the
profane world
I have secured
Your Grace
less the evil eye
fall upon
us and
I lose awareness
Krishna Krishna
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