Monica Dayakar

Bird Song Monica Dayakar

And one fine day, life as I knew it, went for a six A full toss Just like that. No warning. Kaput! Life as I had known it, went belly up. I was shattered! Tried everything my mind could think of, to get it back on track, but nothing worked. No one to turn to and nowhere left to turn Immense pain, terrible suffering. And a primal scream rent the air I do not know who or what you are Yet here I am I want to know what's happening, what this whole game is about. I'm not even concerned about my problems, in fact I couldn't care less. I want to know the Truth And please don't palm me off with some band-aid BS answers A seeker was birthed. And at the peak of devotion The mind splintered into a million shards Every sliver reflected it Expansive, seamless, space of heart All of life danced to it And suddenly, not of time, in one fell swoop, it all fell away. Me, the other and love. Without anyone doing or not doing a thing It was love that ripped me apart And love that brought me back It was utterly excruciating as the fullness started to seep back in The self goes on it's merry way Even when seen as a mental construct And even as I wept There was an utter ease Well I'll be And here I am And you The only place we exist And love and beauty Beyond which, there's not even nothing And here I am We are Empty of even emptiness Dancing holograms The light of this world The love and beauty Iridescent, shimmering, centre-less jewels Shimmering in the sun An un-owned raiment Laying on the rock The war was over And right there, in the midst of the battlefield As she bent to pick a dandelion, at her feet, And found them all around her Blowing in the wind Even awakening is the dream This shift in perception of which I sing, is utterly uncaused. Called by many names, Enlightenment, Self-Realisation, Awakening, Nirvana, Moksha... All happens spontaneously... an organic movement. The show plays itself. It was simply life, lifing As it always had. Echoes of your own love, your own emptiness and the fullness of it, overflowing Bird Song Your own heart songs reverberating Songs of awakening to the dream Songs of love and life And the nothingness of it all Come dance with me