Water Purity

Water Purity

Your power is your strength,

Water memories flowing,

Through a tributaries of visions,

Shaping landscapes on your journey.

Ice, liquid, vapour, ice,

Ice blue, ice cold,

Cycles of constant energy,

Of snow-capped mountains,

To brooks,

To streams,

To rivers,

To the the sea of my mind.

Large tree reflected in drop of water,

Rainforests calling out for,

precious liquid of life.

Drumming sounds of rain on leaves,

A delight to the senses.

Intricate abstract designs of snowflakes,

Falling lightly and slowly,

Interlacing white feathers,

Weaving into a coverlet of white softness.

Water shoot high in the sky,

Like a plume of waterful smoke,

Rapids over rocks,

Watersfall flowing over rocks,

Leaving a water curtain,

To hides a cave of secrets.

Water element fill our bodies,

Bathing our magical cells,

A molecule of miracles,

Keeping our inner life force alive.

Healing holy wells of Celtic design,

Blessed by heaven and prayers,

Bless the waters,

Purify the waters,

Honor the giver of life.

Subrata Saha ( Copyright December 2016)        3-3-3

Elephant Lullaby By Subrata Saha

Elephant Lullaby

Sleepyhead, sleepy eyes, sleepy smile,

Snuggled against mum,

In tall green grass,

Daytime nap of dreams you desire.

Tuff of hair, playful spout,

Under the waterfall of life,

Rolling in mud...soft and warm.

As you laugh,

With water spray and water fun

In a shower of delight.

Little one plays with others young ones,

Running and grabbing tails,

Trumpeting angriliy

You are indeed are the victor...

Evening descends,

Ganesha is calling,

Your belly rumbles for mama’s milk.

Drink, sleep, sweet dreams baby one,

Let me sing my elephant lullaby to you.

Subrata Saha ( copyright July 2016)

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Seahorse Dance By Subrata Saha

Seahorse courtship dance on you tube and my poem on it. As a child and even today, I still love to observe nature and its beauty. Subrata.x
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=scj2g7iow4

Seahorses Dance

We meet,
Glide up to each other,
In synchronistic movements,
Tails entwined.
Blue waves of sea currents,
Green sea plants swaying to a rhythmic song.
Midnight blue ocean,
Rays of sun trickling through green seaweed.
We touch and caress,
I approach you for our dance.
Sea echoes with classical overtones,
I bow to you.
Our tails bind,
Bodies forms a love shaped heart,
Our lips touch trance,
In a dance of love.

By Subrata Saha ( copyright June 2016)

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The Strat by Subrata Saha

The Strat

I stand on the Cliffs of Mohar,
Green emerald isle of the sea,
Hearing the ocean crash,
Beautiful notes on a Fend Strat.

She appears in my arms,
His face in the sky,
Celtic long darked haired prince,
Of rock royal blood,
Watching with warm blue eyes.

I hold her close,
I smell her polished wood,
Feel the stripped paint bear of sweat,blood and toil,
Carved out of hands of a great man.

I kiss her rosewood neck,
Touch the worn out strings,
She vanishes from my arms,
And rests in yours.

As I close my eyes
Visions of you playing,
Burning across the sky,
Heaven opens ,I see your smile.

She is home where she belongs,
Home to the one she loves,
Rory,Rory we chant,
Play, play, and play,
Sweet blues, sweet music from our Irish prince.

Subrata Saha ( copyright June 2016)

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Colours of Light by Subrata Saha

Colours of Light

Light fills the room,
The eyes of knowledge look to wonder,
At the tiny speck of magnificence.

Radiating out beams of delight,
Through a prism of possibilities,
Of various wavelengths of intensity.

Colours circling, swirling, spinning,
In an abstract wheel of meaning and vitality.

Their eyes see, feel and sense the colours one by one.

Red ruby, a vibrant passion of love,
Heated creative blood to the soul of one’s being, .
Desire of love overflow.

Yellow marigold of everyday hush,
The symbol of intelligence beat of learning .

Pink of broken heart petals falling,
softly like pink pearl drops from their faces.

Sky blue sea of tranquillity and calmness,
Which calms with soft caresses of blue light.

Orange glow for the zest of life,
The enduring warm energy of the soul.

Purple of royal velvet smooth to the touch,
Noble, healing and awakening of the “eye”

The green shoots of nature,
The smell of renewal, rebirth and hope.

Colours of light of enlightenment,
Colours of meaning and feeling,
Colours of nature and joy,
Colours of creative healing,
Colours of my love for you.

White light splits and explodes,
Into a colour of wheel of brilliance,
The eyes wander and see,
Sweet colours of patterned light ,
Illuminating the darkness,
A spectrum of colour beauty to behold.



By Subrata Saha ( Copyright July 2015)

Circle Love Ring Of The Puffer Fish

https://youtu.be/yaPmYYWsixU
I am a lifelong fan of David Attenborough's wildlife programmes. The other day I was watching how the little puffer fish in Japan make these incredible spiral pattern shapes in the sand to attract their female in order to mate. Its incredible that a little fish can do this. I was very emotional when I saw it. Nature is made of geometrical patterns and circle is a frequent one because its whole. Mathematics is the language of nature. The ancients knew about geometry in nature and used that to reflect in their buildings. This little puffer fish really is an artist. Their eggs are laid in the middle and the spiral is perfect for incubating them. Thankyou David Attenborough for showing us how beautiful nature can be. Subrata.


The above will explain the inspiration for my poem below. Subrata.x

CIRCLE LOVE RING OF THE PUFFER FISH

Tiny fish of scaly leathery skin,
Small, with large eyes,
Searching for his heart’s desire.

A genius of art
To fulfil his task of wonder and delight.

Nature shapes and patterns he creates
The circle, a symbol of love, whole and the divine.

The puffer fish
Dancing as courting lovers
In a circle love ring
of sacred romance and love.

His fins hover over the seafloor,
Making circular patterns of pebble ridges,
Tenderly decorated with shells and sea flavourings.

Ocean currents caresses these lovers,
Seaweed dance to the sea beat of sea salt bliss.
Their love consummated ,
The passion ring is made whole.

Subrata Saha ( Copyright July 2015)

White Horses of the Sands Dunes

White Horses of the Sand Dunes

Thunder of hooves,
On soft white sands,
The light orb high in the sky.
White horses galloping on the wing,
Silky manes flowing freely,
Carrying precious cargo,
Carry me to the light high,
Above the physical plane.

Soft white chalk under my hands,
Feeling the outline of this majestic horse.
Carved into the hillside with Celtic splendour.
Epona may you bless him with life.
“Come alive oh horse
Come alive away from the hillside.”

Your moist warm breath in the early dawn,
Your white soft matted hair against my cheek,
Your slow heartbeat I feel,
Gentlest of souls you are to me.

More horses gather around in a half ring
Standing silently with their heads bowed.
Standing in the centre, energy swarms around me.
Blue light descends from above
Enveloping us with healing light

We close our eyes and are on the beach once more…
Meditating with silence.
Sea mist descends slowly...

White horses galloping on the surf,
With swiftness, grace and beauty,
Towards her, the Goddess Epona and eternity.


By Subrata Saha ( Copyright February 2015)