39 poems to the sea

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    39 Poems To the Sea




    SAGARADHAR

    Rocking Cradle of the World
    Sunset Stairway to the Stars
    Only by Great Masters Trod
    Only Written on by God.

    IT SNOWS AT SEA

    It Snows At Sea
    Quiet Falls

    in flakes

    Melting designs

    leave form for All.


    RAIN AT SEA

    Rain on the sea....

    a redundancy?
    as are reflected fires
    neath ignited stars?

    giving back a tiny
    peace of the love God pours

    MAVOORNING

    Out of the sea
    the sun aborning
    with his awesome
    light of morning
    Not adorned
    but all adorning
    says to you
    "Come!
    My Mavoorning!"


    WATER HELD THE QUILL

    Faster than any stylus squiggling
    Can write the sun in the water wiggling
    But when the sea is perfectly still
    it appears it was water which held
    the quill.

    DO NOT DISTURB

    God has put a 'do not disturb'
    sign
    over the green shelled limpets
    cozily nesting
    in lime waters limpid




    DUNE GRASS BRUSHES

    From the shore.. one looks
    upward to the sanddune grass..
    10,000
    green brushes attempting
    where they laid
    to paint the blue sky
    jade

    HURRICANE KATE

    Hurricane Kate
    forced proud palms
    to padnamasakar
    the humble ocean

    Because she the sea
    everywhere has feet
    it's not hard for them
    to show their devotion

    COCONUT PITCHER

    The full moon poured
    pitcher after pitcher
    of coconut milk
    into the sea..
    and the sea..
    she silvered it all.

    SEA PITCHER

    I gave him a pitcher.
    With it he gave me the sea.
    *
    FOAM LACE TABLE CLOTH

    Mother Earth set daisy tables that
    upon them bees might sit.

    Mother Earth
    set buttercups
    that from them
    bees might sip sunup

    Mother Sea.. threw a foamlace
    tablecloth over the flat rock
    in the bay..
    that her fishies might dine..
    and when they were finished
    she slid it off and sudsed the
    rock clean with her surf.




    SEA NILE

    Where to salt water
    turns the sweet
    Where aqua becomes
    royal navy
    Where robins slowly
    become sea gulls
    And the linear
    to spherical
    gives sway

    is where the
    sea is wed
    to Nile..
    Some thought
    the Nile
    was senile..
    but he was far beyond
    earth's cares
    merged in the ecstasy
    .. of the ebbtide sea
    .. only a murmuring
    to say where he'd merged

    LAVA TURNED TO JEWELS

    She the sea
    .. receives red hot
    lava
    and transmutes it
    into green glass jewels.

    She the listening compassionate
    ear
    turns anger into
    love.


    SEAS OF PEACE

    The tides of the seas
    do wane and cease
    .. but the waves of the sea
    have no surcease
    .. Yet these restless waves
    do give us peace
    .. all on her sands healed
    by her perfect peace



    SHROUD TO SAIL

    The shroud in which she did lie
    is now sail for ship of joy.
    Her tomb's boulder now
    the cornerstone of resurrection.
    The mist which clouded mirror
    of soul
    replaced by God's reflection
    and ice of pain on sea did
    melt..
    it now flashes sun's perfection.

    SEA RECEIVES ALL LONELY RIVERS

    Receives all arrows
    the universal quiver
    as the sea receives
    all lonely rivers
    as the sea purifies
    all polluted rivers
    as the sea
    calms all
    ruffled rivers

    PEACEMAKERS

    At times they crash upon the shore
    .. sometimes they gently lap
    sometimes.. they roll
    sometimes they scroll
    these waves.. these peacebreakers
    .. never breaking the peace..
    these peacemakers

    FOUR NATIONS

    In poisonous prussic acid they
    dipped
    their lethal harpoon tips

    and Norway's Svend Foyn
    developed a gun torpedo
    .. a karmic tornado
    to whales with mechanical
    harpoons
    slay in calm or in typhoons

    (to the people of Japan, Norway,
    Iceland and the US .. please stop
    this ancient barbarism as the last
    5 nations to slay whales



    OCEAN CROWN


    Changing landscapes
    but the seascape..
    one cannot look at its surface
    and know if it is 2003 BC or 2000 AD

    Neath the wingweave
    of gulls..

    they tossed a wreath upon her
    to give her a crown
    How absurd.. this tiny little
    crown.. upon her infinite
    immensity

    .. but she is not interested
    in honors from earth..

    and she swept it to the shore

    NEPTUNE AND THE MOON

    The full moon
    is a
    mate of Neptune
    Into the silent
    mirroring sea
    was thrown a stone
    which shattered her face
    but calm was restored
    and the healed icon
    was ensconced
    once again in her
    watery throne...
    He did her array
    in azure seaspray
    .. and made
    a necklace
    which heightened her
    rays and
    let no drop
    go astray

    ARRIVE SHE SHALL

    Beyond shallows
    where
    conch has left
    his shelter
    for a less confining shell
    Past sunslivers
    quivering
    in waves' gentle swell
    Away from softly
    lappin tidalpools'
    diurnal upwell
    Daily to her quiet
    seasoul
    for a brief spell
    .. come she shall


    3 WAVE STEPS

    3 tiers
    of waves
    .. each of them
    starred by the
    diamond sun
    3 rings
    .. a triple crown
    .. for the horse
    as she entered the sea

    CALL OF THE SEA



    Ubiquitous is the voice of the Sea
    in the steady raindrops'
    beating of the leaky roof's
    peachcan drum...
    in the trickle of
    spring's melting snow
    ..
    in the brook's cheery chirping
    wintershaking
    as he seaward faster flows

    in summer's lightning
    and rainpour
    in the waterfall's awesome roar

    in powerful Mississippi's silent murmur
    in the portal waves' omkar*

    Millenial temple to Poseidon
    stands on his shores..
    its granite rectangles
    crumbling.. while His
    pourable Blueness remains.

    Rockgirt tide pools,
    and bonegirt eye depths
    remind us of Him.

    Down from his heights
    His Royal Lowness Piscean
    calls
    his brother
    Capricorn
    From her crystallized opposition
    with the magnetism of His
    limitless pull
    He calls Mother Earth.

    How does he heal? the sea?
    With his lowlying humility?
    Proud rivers must stoop
    to take padnamaskar.
    In every conch shell
    hear his gulls.
    In every place where
    lovewaters gather and pool..
    hear his call..
    summoning all to his
    vastness his majesty

    Sooner or later every drop
    will
    rush to His call.


    (to the 12th chamber in everyone's
    soul mansion)
    * based on Baba's sentence
    (to the Avatar and all His children drops)
    (padnamaskar: touching the feet of the Guru)

    COBBLER

    I am the tree
    which made the
    peach which
    became the cobbler,
    said the peachtree.
    I cobbled the street,
    said the stone.
    I cobbled the sea,
    said the wind.
    I made the wind
    so I cobbled the sea,
    said God.

    SCHUYLKILL

    The Schuylkill
    does no fish schools kill
    When she encounters a rock
    the river never stops
    never stops growing
    .. she keeps rising
    or seeping....or flowing
    Past banks flowering she will flow
    .. she will arrive
    .. to merge in her Love, the Sea
    and In him in joy to dive


    DONEGALWAY

    So many sires
    he had in Donegal
    .. so many
    foremothers in Galway
    ..he was
    made of
    Donegalway
    ...in every
    cell of his being
    called the sea
    to itself

    DORIES ANCHOR

    Quiet Peace of Eve
    Fishing dories
    anchor.. lapping
    Grateful are fishes.


    POSEIDON TEMPLE

    Millenia ago
    sealovers built
    to Poseidon
    a temple by the
    sea..
    they hoped
    it might outlast the sea..
    with its marble pillars
    by the sea's wave pillows
    with its rockhard stability
    ..and unfishy sterility
    by the sea's
    ancient senility..
    As it has crumbled
    into seagirting sand
    it seems to have
    multiplied everywhere..
    in blue wavewashed tidal pools
    ..(resembling blue eyes
    set within noble brows)
    .. they lead
    to their master:
    the Sea Eternal

    GULL STACCATO'D

    He says the sea
    forever chants omkar
    as she abides
    reflecting the stars..
    .. gull staccato'd
    .. their screams counterpoint
    her invulnerable ananda.

    NOT THE BOAT

    You're not the boat
    .. you are the sea

    SEACHARGE

    The sea
    charges the shore
    and withdraws
    to charge some more.

    NEPTUNE'S HAIR

    Neptune's hair
    its wavelet strands
    melted the castles
    in the sands
    but further inland
    with his tidal hand
    sent coconuts
    onto the shining sands
    which have become
    a palm tree stand

    MERE'S MIRRORS

    A storm tossed sea reflects
    a fractured Sun
    as if God were chaotic

    The silent ocean
    of no motion

    mirrors God's miracles
    and mercy..
    in the mere.
    Even those moored
    on the shore
    harvest the bliss.

    SERMON OF THE SEA

    What is the silent sermon
    of the sea
    she bequeaths to each mermaid and merman
    she in seaweed wreathes.
    What is her legacy
    in each leg of the sea?
    Accept all lonely rivers..
    Don't strive.. just be
    Offer your self to God the Sun
    Be at peace beneath
    gulls' staccato shrieks.

    WHAT ARE THE THISTLES' EPISTLES

    Merely let go of your seeds
    and the wind will scatter them
    the rain will enkindle them
    the sun will lift them

    DIRECTOR'S CHAIR

    Pat asked God who her
    teacher was and was
    given a vision
    of a director's chair
    facing the ocean.

    Perhaps it meant
    only Her who can
    control
    the ocean's roll
    or Him who can walk
    on the sea's liquid
    scroll

    DREAM OF PIER

    She walked to the edge
    of the pier.. the
    Sea of God beckoned
    to her.. but she could
    not bring the discs
    she clasped in her
    hand with her..
    and sadly turned around
    .. never mind.. there will
    come a time
    when her strongest urge
    is with God to merge

    SEA CRASHING UPON ROCKS

    We do not always want
    the sea
    to be at peace
    .. or to be specific
    we don't always want
    a pacific Pacific

    at times we want to
    stand on a mountain
    above
    and watch the waves
    crash upon the rocks
    .. the sound is
    shakti itself

    ENTERING THE TEMPLE

    Children enter the temple
    of the
    sea
    splashing raucously
    Older souls enter
    with reverence
    slowly silently
    They enter
    the shrine of the sea.

    WHITE AND BLUE

    fringe of white sand
    then blue of the sea
    fringe of white wave
    then blue of the sky
    fringe of white cloud
    then blue of your eyes



    *****
    3 Wave Steps
    Arrive She Shall to Jan P B
    Call of the Sea

    Cobbler of the Sea to Bill Lance
    Coconut Pitcher to Ruth Thomas, at 93 with 70 years of peace
    education under her belt.. still going strong
    Director's Chair
    Dongegalway
    Dories' Anchor
    Dream of Pier

    Dune Grass Brushes

    Foam Lace Table Cloth to Betsy Frost
    Four Nations
    Gull Staccato'd
    Hurricane Kate to EKB
    It Snows at Sea (to J Denholm and David S)
    Lava To Jewels (to L Lichty)
    Mavoorning to Ethel L
    Mere's Mirrors
    Neptune and Moon
    Neptune's Hair
    Not Boat
    Ocean Crown
    Ocean Pitcher to C Lassell who got our water turned on
    Peacemakers
    Poseidon Temple to Ed and Nancy who have done so much
    teaching others to cherish the sea
    Rain at Sea
    Rocking Cradle or Sagaradhar (to D and P Wilson)
    Redundancy (to our father)
    Sagaradhar to D and P Wilson
    Schuylkill
    Seacharge
    Seas Of Peace
    Sea Receives All Rivers (to E Hubiak)
    SeaNile (to M and B Milcetich)
    Sermon of the Sea
    Shroud to Sail (to J B O)


    Water Held the Quill (to Mark Braunstein)

    Sagaradhar: Sanskrit for God as holder of the ocean
    Padnamaskar: Sanskrit for the devotion of touching the Feet of the
    Master
    Omkar: repetition of Om
    Ananda: joy
    He in "Gull Staccato'd".. refers to Sai Baba
    YOu're not the Boat is to Jan Wemni







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