The dance of the soul

 “I have loved in life and I have been loved. 
I have drunk the bowl of poison from the hands of love as nectar, 
and have been raised above life’s joy and sorrow. 
My heart, aflame in love, set afire every heart that came in touch with it. 
My heart has been rent and joined again; 
My heart has been broken and again made whole; 
My heart has been wounded and healed again; 
A thousand deaths my heart has died, and thanks be to love, it lives yet. 
I went through hell and saw there love’s raging fire, 
and I entered heaven illumined with the light of love. 
I wept in love and made all weep with me; 
I mourned in love and pierced the hearts of men; 
And when my fiery glance fell on the rocks, the rocks burst forth as volcanoes. 
The whole world sank in the flood caused by my one tear; 
With my deep sigh the earth trembled, and when I cried aloud the name of my beloved, 
I shook the throne of God in heaven.
I bowed my head low in humility, and on my knees I begged of love, 
“Disclose to me, I pray thee, O love, thy secret.” 
She took me gently by my arms and lifted me above the earth, and spoke softly in my ear, 
“My dear one, thou thyself art love, art lover, 
and thyself art the beloved whom thou hast adored.” 

― Hazrat Inayat KhanThe Dance of the Soul

Soul Mates

“I don’t know how you are so familiar to me- or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before- in another time, a different place – some other existence.”

Soul Mates
Lang Leav.

The graticule scale says our longitude and latitude merge as one.

You flew across the high seas
and left faint shadows across my empty days.

So many 120 hours have passed and silence is the only sound between us.

Yet, I feel as intimately tied with you
as I do with my own breathing.

Our names are still laughing in our togetherness across the photo frame that Ladakh is.

Be it your 29.7628° N or my 77.2300° E
Our coordinates will still find us on one solitary point.

I found you or did you come looking for me?

At 11,562ft above sea-level
amongst suspended clouds
hanging between the dry earth and the cobalt sky
you walked in carrying the sun in your backpack.

Packed like sardines in a can
we went all over the rooftop of the world
bathed in newness and serendipity,
a van full of fortuitous happenstance.

When I returned back home
I thought of you as a miracle
that may have unfolded across ‘the land of high passes’
or it may just have been the altitude bending my mind.

And then you waltzed in a week later
taking me on a flying carpet
to discover yet another diagram of smiles and miracles
this time hidden within a million temple bells tolling all at once.

And now you’re gone
back to the other hemisphere of the Earth
and I feel fragmented
like a part of my fabric got stuck to your hands and it’s still unraveling as you walk to work.




I love you like a puppy found its home again

I love you like that moment when you close your eyes to kiss somebody as if your whole life depends on it.

I love you with all the past, present and future rolled into ‘now’
because I don’t know when I will next get the chance to love you like this again. 

I love you like a puppy who has found the home he thought he’d lost the way to.

Love is my religion

“I cannot exist without you – I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again – my Life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I were dissolving… I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion – I have shudder’d at it – I shudder no more – I could be martyr’d for my Religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you. My creed is Love and you are its only tenet – You have ravish’d me away by a Power I cannot resist.” 
― John Keats