There goes the sower to sow the word

Some fall in the water devoured by water

Some fall on stone scorched by the sunless sun

There the sower sows the word

The word they heard but didn’t hear

The word they saw but did not see

But i have felt the warm breath of storm and sea

Heard waves ebb and flow deep inside of me

Heard their heart beating like it was my own

Felt them turn, retreat and return

They will still be here

Long after I am gone

And the sower will sow the word

And the word will be silence – Nausher

I had this thought-
that i have felt the breath of these breathing stones,
heard their heart beating like it was my own,
felt them turn, their eyes looking back at me,
I had this thought-
that they  will still be here long after the flood
long after I am gone,
that other eyes and other hearts
will feel their breath and hear the words I felt
and these words now ashes will linger on in their blood,
the blood of stone, the flesh of stone, the living stone breathes on.
[Prague 2014]

The night is done 
Gone with the wind of the first sun 
Dreams on ice 
Crucified twice 
I want to be alone with me 
A transparent layer in history-Nausher

Each seeking life in her own abyss 
Crucified by the other's silence 
Waiting on night to deliver your bliss 
A soul of peace a world of violence 
The divine divided by divinity 
Trapped in the madding throng 
Walled in the other half of your insanity 
Your dreams are all real your reality all wrong -Nausher

you follow the truth of shadows naked
dreamers dream by the light of the hall
you search the dark for something sacred
to find the night nailed to the wall
- Nausher

spasms of shadows pulse the walls inside
you are a pebble in the surge of drawing tide
infinity kills breath with a bluster of wind
everything you are not, you once might have been


-Nausher Banaji