Belated Birthday Presents

[talasiga]

PRESENT

 

I have a present for you

I don't know what it is

If only you would receive me

I would know what to give

 

Surely, receiving does not rest on need

For even as the hive overflows with honey

the bees are out with the flowers

- perhaps this is some pagan rite of power

That friendship feeds on and on

way beyond the logic of need

 

I have a present for you

I don't know what it is

and I am dying because of this

If only I knew you needed it

I could give it and be freed

 

Perhaps giving does not rest on need

For I have seen summer rain fall on an angry sea

Even as flooded rivers fed it

- surely, this is nature's song of plenty

That supply flows on and on

and exceeds the demands of greed

 

I have a present for you

I don't know what it is

but I am blinded by it

If only you would open it

I would see again and live.

 

 

(a poem penned, in 1997, under Talasiga's "real" name)

talasiga@hotmail.com

 

 

 

[This message has been edited by talasiga (edited 08-15-2001).]

[vishal krishna das]

I am intrigued, Talasiga.

[vishal krishna das]

Would you mind if I say it reminds me of Kahlil Gibran?

[talasiga]

Hey ! Look after your own baby -

I can't mind what you say !

Never really read Kahlil Gibran

T.S. Eliot - he's my man

 

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passe talasiga@hotmail.com

[mahak]

thanks for present, dear friend, ys, mahaksadasa