In his newest collection of poems, Jayaji invites readers into a contemplative space of sacred unity and introspection. The poems explore themes of presence, love, and divine mystery, often drawing on metaphors of mirrors and reflections to illustrate the infinite within the finite. The verses play between wisdom and wonder, guiding readers to embrace life's paradoxes with humility and joy. This collection offers a nourishing journey for the heart and soul, offering solace in both the spoken and unspoken.

108 poetic musings to ignite the senses. An open ended ecstasy on display, a dashing portrayal of the spiritual, a doorway into the mystic.

A guide and companion for all sincere hearts seeking inspiration and meditation. for students and teachers of all wisdom traditions, J.R. Jayananda's light heart is a lighthouse for all upon the path.

"When Love comes knocking on your door why on earth or in heaven or anywhere below or above these places would you hesitate?"

Welcoming warmly the third book of Sacred Poetry from Jayananda. Exploring the path of the heart and moving in four chapters on love; the call, the response; the blissful madness to the merging and final union.

As you dip into these writings of rapture and verses of Divine Love you will find there is no time to pack your bags or put your clothes on, for when Love enters our doors, it may be, that some old concepts and furniture will have to be rearranged.

This collection of short poems you hold in your hands is a meditative exploration aimed at piercing the senses sweetly and subtly into a space of expansion, contraction and transcendence of themselves. Inspired by ancient Tantric literature and delving into philosophies such as Advaita Vedanta, each one is a constant exercise of awareness and presence to free the mind from the stress and anxiety of thought patterns and self-imposed limitations.

Please read carefully, allow words to have the power to move you to stillness and wake you into the profound moment that is here with us now.

If you can stretch your imagination, or better yet, your heart to touch a vision of this Great Garden we call home: Suspended in space, surrounded by a deep night that gives room for so many precious lights. Zoomed out, gazing at this scene it seems that all points touch eternity. Yet, here, right here on the place you sit is where your perception is encountering this very moment. It is in this place and this moment that these words came. I am not always sure why they come or from where they come, they appear in my thoughts or jump into my pen and pour themselves onto the paper. I am not sure I could call it poetry or channeling or wisdom or anything particular. It is just a kind of reception. A communion if you will.