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89 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 2, 2015
A Couplet
What does the cloud-mist think of the river before it falls down as rain?
Before we came down from heaven, what did we think of pain?
You Sent Us
You sent us to a world
where the pieces don't fit together
where the fire bursts out when plates collide
where continents tear at the seams
You sent us to a world
where lives press up too tight against each other
where thorns strangle their neighbors to survive
where we carve out space for ourselves by force
You sent us to a world
where justice is never a given
where it's hard to tell dumb luck from grace
where your ways are an unattainable dream
You sent us to a world where
our backs grow bent, our bones brittle
and our spirits strong and deep
Ghazal (Tonight)
The sky fades to black from blue tonight
after bleeding a reddish hue tonight
God spoke the light but he whispered the dark
where I lie still and think of you tonight
The lane where we met has been bathed in the moon
so no tyrant can rule us by curfew tonight
The Guru has felt God's own hand on his lips
so there's no sikh no muslim no hindu tonight
One drop joins the river, one rises to rain
and one will distill as the dew tonight
Ek onkar, sat naam, kartaa purakh
drink a prayer like ambrosial brew tonight
{Notes: Sikh hymns compare human beings to drops of water - and God to the ocean they come from and will one day return to.}