POETRY
   
In October 2015, Wafa' undertook a pilgrimage to India’s most sacred sites in the states of Maharashtra and Gujarat. On the long bus journeys from shrine to shrine, these poems came to her.
   
These poems will be published in a book called "Journey to the Light," coming out soon.

To purchase the full poem please contact Wafa' through the 'contact me' page. 

   

   Sleeping Buddha
18 October, 2015
   
The Ajanta Caves in Maharashtra are Buddhist monastic buildings representing several "monasteries" numbered 1 to 28. They are covered with beautiful paintings and sculptures depicting the life of the Buddha. I wrote this poem after spending the day in Ajanta with a group of wonderful friends.
   
   
The sleeping Buddha awaits
The last visitors to the caves
Greeting them with a mysterious smile
Showing them how to die in style.

The sleeping Buddha awaits
Eyes closed, in his sacred space,
Hands resting on his drapes
Feet stretched in a joint embrace.​..
   
   
Maa Durga
21 October, 2015

   Durga is an incarnation of the Mother Goddess and the wife of Shiva. Her name means “invincible” or “fort” in Sanskrit. She is depicted as having eight or ten hands, representing the ten directions, thus protecting her devotees from all directions. She also has three eyes: the left eye representing desire (the moon), the right eye representing action (the sun), and the central eye knowledge (fire). Her animal is the lion, which represents power, will and determination.

   Maa Durga, Maa Durga,
Bless me with your healing sutras
Maa Durga, Maa Durga,
Holding creation in its sacred vulva.
Maa Durga, Maa Durga,
Bring us back our feminine mudras.​..
   
   
Aloha Ellora
15 October, 2015
   
This poem was written after visiting the Kailasa temple (Cave 16) one of the 34 cave temples and monasteries known collectively as the Ellora Caves, a UNESCO World Heritage Site in Maharashtra.
Aloha in the Hawaiian language means affection, peace and mercy. It is now used in English to say goodbye or hello.
   
   
The rolling hills of India
Dotted with banyan trees
Offering shades to pilgrims
Where cows and dogs roam free

Aloha Ellora
Welcome to cave number ten
Where the teaching Buddha
Opens the hearts of men...
   
The rolling hills of India
Lead me to the caves
Past military garrisons
And fruits in colorful waves.

The rolling hills of India
Pass through cotton fields
Where groups of village women
Wash their saris clean.