Time

"Time is against me"
"This is not the right time "
"Time waits for no one "
We almost make time sound like a person, who is mean and too fast for us. Whereas in reality, if we were to personify it, she would be more of a friend who always is besides us. She walks when we walk. She stops when we stop. She is the 'now'.  She is always holding our hand. If only we could stop the busy clock to look down at our hand and see her's, if only we took back ourselves from our mind's lies, only then we could hear the bells of heaven ring,..only then in that music our hearts would sing. 

careful

Be very careful when you stop thinking,  and start feeling.
You might meet yourself!

June 18, 2013

Satori

For the first time I heard,
Every bird.
The sounds and just that.
No questions, no answers,
Just alertness.

For the first time,
It wasn't about me.
In fact 'I' was no where,
To be seen.

The breeze touched every hair,
every cell,
As if it went right through me.
The silence in the noise,
as if it grew inside me.

I am alive,
In this moment.
Soon I will die,
In the next.
Who am I?

I want to live forever,
Strangely that is already true,
As I have just felt eternity,
In that moment,
When I was one with you. 

June 17, 2013

Nothing

Happiness
was always around me,
And I now I chose to acknowledge it.

I swim through it,
To cross the day.
The same day that was once a wall,
Is a permeable fluid well lit.

Time loses its meaning,
this world fades away,
Yet I cannot say I'm unaware.
In fact it's just the opposite.

When I lie to close my eyes,
And shut the voice,
And clear the visions,
What is left, can only be felt.

It is everything.
It is nothing.

It follows me when I sleep,
It sees me when I bathe.
Its the driver behind the wheel,
It tastes every meal.

It is everything.
It is nothing.