A Peaceful Chair Poem by Ravi Kopra

I sit down in a rocking chair
I try to meditate
but don't know how to start with
I think of murmuring brooks
I can't hear them
I think of tall mountains
all I see are rocks, nothing interesting
I think of oceans, deep, wide and blue
get scared I will drown down
while sailing there
I do not know how to swim
I think of seasons, gardens, flowers,
hoping they will help me meditate
nothing happens, on nothing can I concentrate

But when I think of you, my lover
my sweet, heart warming lover
my heart fills up with pleasure
I see you clearly
in your hands a bouquet of flowers
you, smiling, walk to me slowly
look into my eyes
give me the flowers
hug me tightly and whisper
into my ears softly -
darling, I love you

I hear it again and again
I see you again and again
sitting on a rocking chair
eyes closed, trying to meditate
only you can calm me down
only you can give me peace
all I need is you, my lover
on you I meditate.