Don't Budge

from The Mother Poems by Shambhavi Sarasvati at Kindred 108. We're all kindred here.

Don’t Budge

Once you’re seated
in the cave of the heart,
don’t budge no matter 
who or what comes knocking!

In the center of that cave
is a golden throne.
Multi-colored jewels bedeck
its arms and legs.
The throne is your real self.
The jewels are that one’s
glamorous creation.

From the heart's royal room 
you can greet 
all the beings 
in all the worlds,
but only if you stay
seated there.

Alone with You

Ma, I am alone.  
There’s no one here  
but you.

One by one,  
the petals  
of expectation  
have fallen at your feet.

Then you swept them away.

from The Mother Poems by Shambhavi Sarasvati