Sarb Nam Kaur Khalsa

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Happy December



The leaves swirl in the darkening December days here in northern New Mexico. Peace settles over the compound of Hacienda de Guru Ram Das, the Sikh temple and grounds blessed by our teacher Yogi Bhajan and the many devoted students who have prayed and walked on this holy land.

I moved here 10 years ago from California with my husband and young son. We enjoy living in a spiritual community, serving our Sikh brothers and sisters, teaching yoga, and living in this cozy rural valley. Our daily rhythm includes meditation and prayer, hiking and walking in nature, working at home in our mail order business, working in the community, and parenting our now teenage son as he attends school in India.

I enjoy writing poetry so here is a poem I recently wrote about the local Catholic chapel in the nearby village of Chimayo. The sanctuary exudes a peaceful, healing vibration and is reputed to have miraculous powers of curing disease.

Sanctuário

Time and devotion
defend the sanctity
of this holy place.

Grey slanting roof
shields adobe walls
preserved with mud
and centuries of devotion.

Lourdes of the southwest--
holy pilgrimage place.

Crutches left in the
tiny alcove bear
silent witness
to the healing power
of the humble soil
blessed by priests

Photos of the dead
and living
give testament
to life’s determination
as pigeons coo
in the rafters

As I pause to reflect
in the warmth of the
chapel resonant
with prayer,
my spirit sinks deeply into the
cracks that open between the
18th century
plaster walls
and my high-speed
existence.

Candles flicker
while humble supplicants
on bent knees
pray devoutly
for dissolution
of sin and disease.

Sanctuário de Chimayo,
where a
weary soul
can find a shelter in troubled times.
Where La Virgin
hears the silent
pleas of all.

Gazing into her deep
ojos mestizos
one is mezmerized
unaccountably
as redemption
and benediction
swiftly shatter
this seeker’s heart.

Sarb Nam Kaur Khalsa ©2005