in Tantra with your body ,in yoga with your soul.

A monk i am
and so what if i am.
A monk i'm not
and so what if i m not.

A lover i am
and so what if i am.
A lover i 'm not
so what if i'm not.

to the sacredness goes my hum
the great sacredness in life.
This monk sings in the temple of his heart.
Not in Mecca, not at jerusalem, not at kailash
none of these places can hold it.
only the opens spaces of the sky can.

To the beloved goes my kisses and carresses
great is the sweetness in kisses
such is the lover's kisses to his beloved.
there is more than breath, more than love.
on the mouth are the density of the heavens

I become a monk in the temple of your beauty.
And a lover in the softness of your arms.

I don't look for god anywhere.
but god comes looking for me through these prayerful silences.
My song goes after what the ears cannot hear.
i look to see what the eyes cannot show.
i have heard
and i have seen.