Weight Of Goodness

Last year we planted some lilies.
In our ignorance drenched them

With access fertilizer wishing to 

Have good flower growth.

With the start of the spring

The plants became green, 

With tops covered with buds.

May brought the heavy rains and storm.

I watched lilies bent all the way down.

Once the golden sunshine started to spread

I supported them with extra dirt.

Now the lilies are at full bloom

And bent again all the way down.

I watch the cluster of lovely flowers

And regret giving too much fertilizer.

Wishing and praying for the plants

To not break under their flowery weight.

Beauty and virtue,

Goodness and fruitfulness

Carry their own prolific weight.

Try not to burden yourself or 

Appeal to goodness of others 

Without giving them time to 

Become adequately prepared.

If led upon the path of goodness

Teach yourself to bend humbly

To carry that extra weight,

Like lilies bend with big flowers.  

Savita Tyagi

6.3.2019

Senryu 30 ( Life And Death)

In death throbs life breath.

Orange peel imparts fragrance.

Hermit meditates.                        

Out of The Dream World Into The Peace Of A Silent Night

Dark dense Jungle-

Wild and fierce energies of

Weird, frightening images are visible all around.

I am petrified with choked in voice.

My waking consciousness tries to take over

By calling out Hari’s name but fails.

In dense darkness shine

Three points of light.

My inaudible voice

Calls out again and again Hari’s name.

An Instant shield of protection is erected!

The fear disappears.

Surface consciousness takes over.

I whisper slowly Hari Om to actually test out my voice.

All seems well.

So glad to be out of the horrid dream world

Into the peace of a silent night.

Savita Tyagi

4. 13. 2019

Living On Serried Moments!

With each poem that I write,

I think of it now as my last poem!

Finally I have learned-

What living happily, on serried moments,

One at a time, means!

Savita Tyagi

4. 16. 2019

Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers and kids.

Life would be empty without this love potion 

Passed on from generations to generations.

You are the beauty of garden as well as of wild.

Even a cloudy day seems full of sunshine 

With your face bright with smiles.

It hails in defiance of a sunny day

When tears swell your crystal eyes.

To all the sons and daughters I say

I am what I am because of you all.

At one end of my rope I hold the love

Of my mom and mom's alike, 

At the other end I am held by your love.

5.12.2019