The Beauty of Oslo

    The Beauty of  Oslo           <script src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/s/link-enhancer?tag=poefortheinne-20&amp;o=1" type="text/javascript"></script>

Thick forests encircle Oslo

Human voices dare not disturb

Nature’s sacred intent

Oslo is a sleepy hamlet

Sheer style of tranquility

A city to love and savor

I try many things

In quest of heart’s fullness

I am never better than when I am in oslo

Climbing the hillside

I compel my soul

Explore oslo’s old world charm

phantoms of hatred

Grip of claw-

I escape to Oslo

Moors, valleys

Idyllic hills, fjords

Echo in my mind 

Oslo, oslo

Ibsen was beside me-

National theatre, Karl Johans gate

I find content

At Ibsen’s grave

I offer flowers

I could spend several months in Oslo

Bicycling through the forest

Exploring the countryside

In oslo

natural beauty on the doorsteps

No terrorism overhead

Haiku's Foundation in the Holy Mountains

Haiku's Foundation in the Holy Mountains



 Issa’s 109 haiku without kigo
I do the same
Inner alchemy in the last line

Healing power of haiku
Unfolding itself in the last line
Redeeming us

 A miracle is haiku moment
Light worker
Operation of a higher law

Haiku is God’s very being
A divine child on
A crusade

The distilled moment
A vehicle for the infinite
Religio-mystical state of mind

 I shall raise my fire to a fever pitch
Widening the reach of my haiku
Awaiting haiku moment-hammer of god

 The joy within
Cutting edge of third line
Goddess haiku

100 billion electrical cells
In the brain
Enlighten the third line

Zazen-seated meditation
Zendo-walking meditation
United in third line

 All dreams of the soul
End in a haiku moment
Author of every thing worthwhile

No haiku moment
Without satori
Raison d’ etre of haiku

Goddess has assumed the form of haiku:
Our totem spirit
Somatic therapy

Haiku is the second coming
Divine energy
Home of gods

Haiku is
Pilgrimage to world
And underworld

Nourished dreams
Becoming alive
In the emptiness of haiku

Poetry on the Peaks: Jesus and Buddha Deliver my Soul from the Wicked

Poetry on the Peaks: Jesus and Buddha Deliver my Soul from the Wicked: "Jesus and Buddha Deliver my Soul from the Wicked gleaming shape floats silent near calvary tree-subconscious vibration prayer piety lov..."

Poetry on the Peaks: There is none like Buddha

Poetry on the Peaks: There is none like Buddha: "There is none like Buddha Buddha's fervour four lionspreach all directions-stupa in spacemajesty of lightempty throneon top bodhi tree b..."

There is none like Buddha

There is none like Buddha


Buddha's fervour

four lions

preach all directions-

stupa in space

majesty of  light

empty throne

on top bodhi tree

buddha changes destiny

sacred bodhi tree

battle the enemy

a thousand leaves

lock buddha

in astral embrace

buddha dressed

in greek robes and sandals-

citizen of  the world

bodhi tree

enlightens buddha-

aura shifting

sacred leaves;

bodhi tree

pours ambrosia

five wounds of Jesus

sacred waters are here

grace takes care of us

bodhi tree

loves suffering

not sickness

the more you suffer

the more you become

bodhi tree

bodhi tree

gives and forgives-

a pacifist

happiest tree

grows itself-

approachable

due to buddha

bodhi tree

gains in height

bodhi tree is wine

pilgrim is flesh

union is buddha

sweet smells the tree

lit by

silence of void

unable to unriddle the knot

my grateful soul

trusts buddha

Jesus and Buddha Deliver my Soul from the Wicked

Jesus and Buddha Deliver  my Soul from the Wicked


gleaming shape floats

silent near calvary  tree-

subconscious vibration

prayer piety love
thus I feel
Jesus is near

buddha churns

inner ocean

Look, we feel happy

Buddha and Jesus choose
to  irrigate our life:

waters of compassion

no dream too big

buddha ventures-

blessing love

bodhi tree

rescues buddha

from waste land

I rub an ancient stone

to find footprints

buddha left

in deer park

buddha preaches-

even the deers listen

eight-spoked wheel

searches middle way

under bodhi tree

rooted in bodhi tree

buddha’s fibres

endure sacred heat

the two that are one:

bodhi tree

and buddha

buddha meditates

mind drifts

again he meditates

round dome stupa

monk offers flowers-

fire collects

Poetry on the Peaks: Benefits of Wisdom

Poetry on the Peaks: Benefits of Wisdom: "Benefits of Wisdom Great truth unblemishedfree from bondagelotus blooms eastern hillbuddha sits cross-legged-rural shades point to heaven ..."