Angles of Prosperity.

Laxmi is depicted as a beautiful woman of golden complextion, with four hands, sitting
Or standing  on a full bloomed Lotus....and holding a Lotus bud, which stands for beauty, purity and fertility.
Her four hands represent the four ends of human life.
Dharma..or righteousness,
Karma or desires,
Artha...or wealth,
And Moksha...or liberation from the cycle of birth and death.

Made this geometric depiction of Godess of prosperity...for a dear friend .on a triangular canvas frame.

Mystic Companion..

 That dark Dweller in brij...

Is my only refuge..

O my companion, 

Worldly comforts is an illusion

As soon as you get It , it goes?..

I have chosen the Indestructible ....

For my refuge,

Him whom the snake of death...will not devour.

My beloved dwells in my heart,

I have actually seen that Abode of joy

Mira's Lord is Hari, the indestructible.

My Lord, I have taken refuge with 

Thee,

Thy slave.

-Mirabai

Made this 5ft×1ft acrylic on canvas....for Meera.

Goatherd's Call

Her magic flute ...it stirs the woods,

The leaves...they trembling fall....

Oh Krishna...Kanhiyya....wont you heed...

A simple Goatherd's call?...!!!

I made this painting  from an old calender  ?..after a long gap..I turned towards Realism....

Acrylics on canvas ...36x24 Inches

Tranquil Light

Neither the pure land...nor hell ...exists outside oneself...

Both lie only within ones own heart....

Awakened to this...one is called ..The Buddha.

Deluded about  it, one is called ...an ordinary person?

One who embraces the Lotus Sutra...will realise...

Hell Itself ...is the land...of...Tranquil Light!!

Fire and Ice

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favour fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate...

To say that for destruction.... ice ..Is also great

And would suffice.

-Robert Frost

Interestingly, the two possibilities for the world’s destruction ... correspond directly to a common scientific debate during the time Frost wrote the poem.…
 Some scientists believed that the world would be incinerated from its fiery core,
while others were convinced that a coming ice age would destroy all living things on the earth’s surface. Instead of maintaining a strictly scientific perspective on this debate, Frost introduces a more emotional side, associating passionate desire with fire and hatred with ice. Within this metaphorical view of the two elements, the “world” can be recognised as a metaphor for a relationship. Too much fire and passion can quickly consume a relationship, while cold indifference and hate can be equally destructive.

Fragrance of Love

O Beauty....find thyself...in Love....

Not in the flattery of the mirror.---

.----Rabindranath Tagore

Sunset Sails

Crossing the Bar ..by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Sunset and evening star,  

And one clear call for me!

And may there be no moaning of the bar, 

 When I put out to sea,

,But such a tide as moving seems asleep,   

 Too full for sound and foam,

When that which drew from out the boundless deep  

  Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,

And after that the dark!

And may there be no sadness of farewell, 

   When I embark;

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place  

  The flood may bear me far,

I hope to see my Pilot face to face    When I have crosed  the bar.