THIRTY TWO - SUNRAYS PIERCE THE CURTAINS
Dharamsala, India
3 August 2025
poetry
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3 August 2025
poetry
mobile shots
screenshots
& links to songs
thirty two times around the sun this life
under the monsoon and moonlight
the other day on thirty first late at night
so many times going around and around
inside my mind about what’s this life
how do i go around the sun and why
what do i carry underneath the sky
thirty two years in a flash of perception
a constant love for light and poetry
and a wish where the sunrays pierce the curtains
and cut wars dispel all conflicts everywhere
feed the hungry and demolish greed
and then bliss pours down on all things everywhere
and everyone and everything occur in verses
and the humankind is magnificently kind and loving
people open hearts and let me in to lay down there
no one minds if we didn’t talk or see in years
everyone knows that friendships live inside the hearts
so that’s where we all lay down in loving silence
it’s where we all dwell in peace and harmony
and we’re naked of concepts characters biases
and we always keep hope and joy inside of us
and are not afraid to pour them out around
and we lean our heads on each other gently
we breathe and listen to the song of our heartbeats
and we look long time at each other with full honesty
and are unafraid to love and let go and morph
and we are just there for each other
in a completely new way for all of us
inside all kinds of hearts and broken hearts
underneath the sky which should be blue for all of us
and we’re free to write and play songs in this way
and make spontaneous poems out of every day
so our thoughts become more elegant aligned
and if we are lucky sometimes in rhymes
all in an instant
thirty two rounds of whirling with life
only wishing to love like rumi loves
and become chogyam’s perfect love poem
and carry only the sound of freedom
and one day speak in flowers not words
in all my walks around the sun
holding hands with all my friends
under the monsoon and moonlight
the other day on thirty first late at night
so many times going around and around
inside my mind about what’s this life
how do i go around the sun and why
what do i carry underneath the sky
thirty two years in a flash of perception
a constant love for light and poetry
and a wish where the sunrays pierce the curtains
and cut wars dispel all conflicts everywhere
feed the hungry and demolish greed
and then bliss pours down on all things everywhere
and everyone and everything occur in verses
and the humankind is magnificently kind and loving
people open hearts and let me in to lay down there
no one minds if we didn’t talk or see in years
everyone knows that friendships live inside the hearts
so that’s where we all lay down in loving silence
it’s where we all dwell in peace and harmony
and we’re naked of concepts characters biases
and we always keep hope and joy inside of us
and are not afraid to pour them out around
and we lean our heads on each other gently
we breathe and listen to the song of our heartbeats
and we look long time at each other with full honesty
and are unafraid to love and let go and morph
and we are just there for each other
in a completely new way for all of us
inside all kinds of hearts and broken hearts
underneath the sky which should be blue for all of us
and we’re free to write and play songs in this way
and make spontaneous poems out of every day
so our thoughts become more elegant aligned
and if we are lucky sometimes in rhymes
all in an instant
thirty two rounds of whirling with life
only wishing to love like rumi loves
and become chogyam’s perfect love poem
and carry only the sound of freedom
and one day speak in flowers not words
in all my walks around the sun
holding hands with all my friends
