Goldiness

Title: Krishna and Radha Embracing in a Grove,
Kangra, Himachal Pradesh,
Pahari School, circa 1785



Today the sun is just pouring down as gold
Oh is it not so very wonderful how your inspiration
Frees me from loneliness
To stand on beauty
As an immaculate crystallization
Of such breath-taking clarity
but please suffer me as a child
Who thinks for you as a blessing of
Prayer upon your ministry.
Having god to focus upon keeps me human
But when there is a focal point left out my lines
Just become an academic exercise
And not me as a person oh how fantastic freedom is
for the health i have
The freedom to write all these words to you.
For
Today the sun is just pouring down as gold
You have the freedom
To throw them away
And i have the freedom not to mind
Because all i needed was the freedom
To release them For Today
the sun is just pouring down as gold
To begin with i am surfing upon
The crest of a wave of joy.
Yet joy gives me no right to think
Why for doing so thought only serves
As a broken glass
To brutally puncture my peace & freedom….
Thank you god for being
Another vital stepping stone for me
You are such an essential part of my progress,
Love is the subject of my inspiration,
For Today the sun is just pouring down as gold
If i have more words of you
Please suffer me again as a child
And ignore them
While my thoughts remain prayerfully
With your work to bless
And enlighten the reader
With fresh revelation
And gladden the heart
For
Today the sun is just pouring down as gold
That has read them for
Dear god, thank you
For keeping me together tonight
i will be as a shadow on a sunny day now
It is my tears that so much more
than i can ever capture with my pen
for it is a clumsy fool who spills his words
unceremoniously upon the floor and
then is held by silence to notice
the final effect of your redeeming work
For
Today the sun is just pouring down as gold
fear not i am not obsessed by you
it is just a very grateful heart that i own and
anyway inspiration is not mine to own
The man of faith wears modesty
to authorize living as a testimony
gone is the needless investment
from bank to home by horsepower
For
Today the sun is just pouring down as gold
faith accounts for sufficiency
but it is greed that sacrifices need
as an act of worship that is idolatry
love can not mock another`s need
by living with inequality
Were my love just a lump of unpurified gold
you would be the finest of gold dust
so fine as to be like oil the fluid grace
that inspires perfect movement
For
Today the sun is just pouring down as gold
Incalculable joy as it is my heart
which is now bursting with the tears
that my eyes can not hide the picture is now
taken of a world with in
such a touching freedom
for life to own while alone i am dry
as in a dead arid academic wilderness
with the cultural demand
to customise my lifestyle
now under the leadership of money
while being animated by legality
in order to legitimize corruption
as being justified by protecting
the security of democracy
Today the sun is just pouring down as gold