Saturday, February 03, 2007

The Starry Night


Silencing the glitter

of the stars —

night rain




Confined at home because of the freezing cold, I could think of nothing but this beautiful haiku of Uko. Haiku are meant to be interpreted and comprehended according to each one’s understanding. They are like pebbles in the ocean, reflecting the nuances of the surrounding. When he wrote this haiku, Uko must have been sitting in his small hut looking at the night stars glittering, and then suddenly...it starts raining.

The stars are there, they are shining; the rain comes, the clouds come and the stars disappear, but they are still there. The clouds or the rain cannot take them away. Your divinity is just your inner glitter, your inner luminosity. Rain comes and clouds come, but they all pass away: your interiority remains untouched. Your glitter is not the glitter of the stars that can be taken away or that can be erased even for a moment. Your glitter and your silence is so deeply rooted in you that there is no way to avoid it.

We have been avoiding, everybody has been trying to avoid our Inner Self. Sooner or later we will get tired of hiding, of running away from ourselves. Sooner or later we will sit down — silently and peacefully, and suddenly: it explodes! Then there is only a showering without the cloud in a starry night.

Attempting to relate the painting, Starry Nights, a masterpiece of Vincent Van Gogh with this haiku.

Hope you enjoyed this :)

11 comments:

priya said...

Shiva: That was just beautiful and you put all those words together wonderful....

I loved the second para and its true what you say.

Shiva said...

Thanks Priya, for your comment. Glad that you enjoyed it. I wonder, if I put all these words together. Credit goes to all whom I have acquainted with to this moment, mistakes if any, are mine. I am good at typos:) Hard to believe if I can claim something, when I come with nothing and go as nothing!

Priya said...

The night rain tries hard
To rub the stars off the sky
Defeated, gives up.

This is what happens when I'm deeply inspired! ;-)

The beauty of your prose challenges the haiku! :-)

Mystic Rose said...

amazingly lovely interpretation..i just loved it!

to tell you the truth, i cant stand to look at van gogh's ..his paintings
are so distorted and violent..its the way his psyche interprets the beauty of this world.


but your interpretatio of that haiku came from the heart..so beautiful! thanks for your visit.

Kavi said...

That was wonderful ! Enjoyed it !

Shiva said...

Priya - So, you have written a haiku! Keep writing. Thanks Again

Shiva said...

Mystic Rose - Welcome and Thanks for the comment. I have enjoyed the profoundness of all your posts. Repented for not having known your blog till now, but glad that I have discovered it atleast now.

Shiva said...

Kavi - Sir, Long time No see? Thought of calling Kamal to know your whereabouts. Glad that you are back. Thanks for the comment.

Shirsha said...

does the inner self indeed remain untouched by all those external factors? doesn't rain finally manage to corrode the mighty rock? doesn't the cloud manage to shut out the sunlight in our lives?

Shiva said...

Yes. The Self is always pure, untouched by the clouds;

Self is not a rock to be corroded;

The Self is above the cloud and hence is always illuminated by the sun.

Shiva said...

Yes. The Self is always pure, untouched by the clouds;

Self is not a rock to be corroded;

The Self is above the cloud and hence is always illuminated by the sun.