Theme: Play


Conscious of being alive
is being cognizant of breathing
that happens without volition
          — akin to a Simran**
in a well-defined order
in every living organism.

Who is in control
of this phenomenon?

The Master Puppeteer!
Invisible and mysterious,
          as if nowhere,
          while effectively
          being now here,
always within
from birth to death
warranting yet,
the cosmos of Life
          — in this eternal Leela —
wanders ad infinitum
in search of the miraculous
here, there and everywhere.

* Leela = play
** Simran derived from smarana in Sanskrit means the act of continuous remembrance of the spiritual and higher aspects of the self.

See also: Cyclical


More By  :  Rajender Krishan

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Comments on this Poem

Comment It is in deed, Leela.
We breathe every moment, surrounded by life giving oxygen in air.Yet, never conscious of it nor acknowledge its presence, leave alone expressing gratitude. Isn't this ingratitude?We act as we deem it fit and blame others.If possible ask the Master Puppeteer stand in the box.
Suddenly remember we are mere puppets.
That's the way of the world, sir.
Exquisitely crafted piece of creative excellence.Carried by the flow so smooth and facile as it is, we suddenly are surrounded by so many questions, issues.
Sublimity at its best!
It is undoubtedly Leela, Raj sir.
Keeps lingering in one's inner core for days to come.
Thanks for sharing,sir.Kudos.

T.S.Chandra Mouli
29-Jun-2020 13:35 PM

Comment Excellent. You are a great thinker and a poet too. Yes sir breathing is what defines life. And surprising we are taught every thing by others , like how to eat, walk, talk, think, work , except how to breathe.

You must be practicing Pranayaam , to know the value of breathing. And ironically all the protest and mayhem going on in America is because of a simple statement -- I CAN NOT BREATHE..

Loved it.

29-Jun-2020 09:27 AM

Comment Great!

Leela is fine here and with the omnipotent Performer.

Thanks for the gift of this poem at this time of Leela of the Divine.

Raja Mutthirulandi
29-Jun-2020 01:06 AM

Comment My salutations and gratitude to everyone for enriching the page with their valuable comments and insight. Deeply indebted.

Rajender Krishan
28-Jun-2020 14:10 PM

Comment The leela is well defined

Invisible and mysterious
As ..,,,
It the content of the whole cycle of life

Devi nangrani
28-Jun-2020 08:49 AM

Comment Aham Brahmasmi. This mahavakya from the Brihadaranyaka Upanishad is manifest throughout the poem Leela. There is no need to search anywhere for the Master Puppeteer in control of all life in this universe. We have to just look inside us. He is within us, that is every living organism, from birth to death. We are part of the Absolute.

The diction of the poem is made remarkable through good use of wordplay like nowhere and now here and the lilting alliteration in the last line here, there and everywhere. The undercurrent of all the lines suggest an intense relationship between the micro and the macro in the universe.

P Ravindran Nayar
28-Jun-2020 08:35 AM

Comment Very well-written. My only question is "What is miraculous?" Do you mean life itself? Or is it life that is in search of the miraculous? Again and again.

Thanks for sharing.

Dipankar Dasgupta
28-Jun-2020 04:53 AM

Comment Unknown is always occult and incredible..if humans win,then the universe will never tolerate the human mess..cosmic force is keeping us under its We have to thank God for this..self realisation is essential to us for worshipping Nature and its treasures

28-Jun-2020 02:28 AM

Comment It's a poetic philosophy that's lovely.

BS Murthy
28-Jun-2020 01:47 AM

Comment The title seemed to be deceptive but the reading of the poem turned out to be an intellectual enlightenment and spiritual ecstasy. This is the Eternal Manifestation of the Eternal Supreme here , there and everywhere. This is the poetic essence of the mysterious and the metaphysical that guide and govern life. An inspirational composition, dear RK! Congratulations@

R. K. Bhushan Sabharwal
28-Jun-2020 00:23 AM

Comment The " maya" of "cosmos of life" and the attendant " leela" have all been superbly articulated in this well-penned poem. the mystoc and mystery called life is so full of never-ending, unfathomable possibilities! Kudos and respects, poet Rajender Krishan ji.

Padmaja Iyengar-Paddy
27-Jun-2020 23:52 PM

Comment Contextual Sir...
Uncertainties within this unknown unknowns of the past of each lifeless moment....
not to be
to be not
Be alone in peace
Be among in pieces
Be in silence and limits
Be in sense and wits

I turned, no doubt partly bald and gray
By my brethren, I was buried in a grave
Don't further, try to nail my coffin
I Can't even take the pain of a pin

Siva Prasad
27-Jun-2020 22:56 PM


Very good morning. Here it is morning

Poetry seems to be intrinsic in your nature.

Yes, the play of the Master Puppeteer is going on here, there and everywhere.

Nalinaksha Mutsuddi
27-Jun-2020 21:01 PM

That He is present everywhere is the realization that
makes life rich...

Lines are memorable -

'Invisible and mysterious,
as if nowhere,
while effectively
being now here,
always within
from birth to death'

p c katoch
27-Jun-2020 18:46 PM

Comment The Director
Of the Theatre of Life,
We the dramatis personae
As puppets
Into the hands of Destiny.

Bijay Kant Dubey
27-Jun-2020 11:48 AM

Comment Beautiful!

Anand Chowdhary
27-Jun-2020 10:53 AM

Comment True, He conducts the orchestra, yet He has given us an instrument, too to play in harmony for the grand occasion - life. We are fortunate to have His confidence and His blessings. I liked the insightful verse, coming out of your inner self. Thank you, Rajender ji.

Kumarendra Mallick
27-Jun-2020 10:18 AM

Comment Baajigar's Leela - Aptly captured.

Bhupinder Singh
27-Jun-2020 09:52 AM

Comment Very sweet , and Rajender ji, it is ,breathing, about the only thing we are not taught, We are taught how to eat walk talk think sleep , but breathing , we learn by ourselves. And only a wise few, therefore , like you are, know how to breath properly. Liked it vey much, thanks.

27-Jun-2020 09:31 AM


27-Jun-2020 09:20 AM

Comment Profound truth has been expressed in simple words to understand the ever changing ups and downs of every human's life!

G Swaminathan
27-Jun-2020 09:17 AM

Comment True! In the pantomime the puppets and the puppeteer play.The creator remains an unintereted viewer. Many are His mysteries!!!
Rajender delves deep into human existence. "Sin is behovely/All is well and all shall be well" averred St Juliana of Norwich.

vvb ramarao
27-Jun-2020 09:02 AM

Comment That's a wonderful poem and neatly encapsulates
the cycle of life and the wonder of consciousness

Stephen Watson
27-Jun-2020 08:40 AM

Comment Wonderful poem Rajendar,

Neatly sums up the cycle of life and the wonder of consciousness.

Stephen Watson
27-Jun-2020 08:36 AM

Comment The Master Puppeteer is in control, indeed. Tremendous clarity and flow...

Prof. Shubha Tiwari
27-Jun-2020 08:31 AM

Comment Good one, Rajendar.

Ramesh Menon
27-Jun-2020 06:54 AM

Comment Thank you for sharing, felt much calmer and humbled as I tried to absorb the words. Really savoured the meditative moment this brought to my day.

Jazer Chand
27-Jun-2020 06:30 AM

Comment Superb lines. I liked the definition of the Master Puppeteer a lot

V.K. Joshi
27-Jun-2020 06:26 AM

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