bamboo branch

with vacuum i have filled

my vacant mind

transforming self

into an empty bamboo branch

now i wait for you to blow

your whispering wind

bouncing rhyme and rhythm

by being in that void

singing a song in my heart

making my soul to leap

and dance as my dead body

walks to my grave

that final empty space

for a final sleep

as my soul braves your surface

like a lion not un-brave

© henry victor     01.08.2003

oneness

God be in my head

be in my heart
be in my soul
be in my mind

God become my hand

become my feet
become my belly
become my lungs

God be my thought

be my lips
be my tongue
be my nerves

God become my taste

become my eating
become my drinking
become my breathing

God be my present

be my past
be my future
be my eternity

God become my being

become my fleeing
become my first
become my last

 

resigning to grace

i am learning, so late
to resign to grace
after, with much strength
i struggled to carve my life

in pattern i thought was right
now i take, that it is safe
to let you guide both in chart
and its implant

sailing smoothly
with your winds
until at end
i reach my port

* Photograph by Gitanjali Victor.