“Bhava Yoga”, the Vibration of Love….

sky in the NorthEast, Jane Kohut-Bartels, June 25, 2012

 

Bhava Yoga

 

Morning’s roseate sky

blasted away,

branches now whirligigs

swirl with a fierce southern wind

making windows rattle in frames.

 

A tattered umbrella

shades  a relentless sun.

I listen to  Bhava Yoga

The vibration of Love,

where Imagination meets

Memory in the dark.

Yet surrounding these devotional tones

the world outside this music

conspires to disrupt, sweep away

any centered- down thought, reflection.

 

The fierce wind demands my attention.

It duels with energies

I am compelled to  attend.

 

Still, the pulse of Bhava Yoga

Draws me within,

Feeds memory with imagination,

Calls forth something as enduring as the fury outside,

And I feel the pulse of the infinite.

 

Our lives are lived in the spheres of

Inside/outside

And we are  birds,

Clinging with dulled claws to

The swaying branches of life.

 

Jane Kohut-Bartels,

Copyrighted, 2012