Contemplation
And so here I stand,
And so here I stand,
staring at the boring
pathology of self-pity
contemplating this
blessed state of peace
with the way things are
I realise that there’s a
challenge brought to
us all - at some point
in which we encounter
the truths under our
attempts to hide
I have felt the severe push
of doubting one’s self
perhaps because of these
experiential qualities
that inflicted such a
medical need to control
That which I do not have
power over, is that which
must be left alone - I know
life is itself aware - I trust
the course with fear but
with pure shamelessness
The sickness of being
so distant from your
own creation, it taught me
to remember my permanence
it’s a soul being recycled
with one lesson, after the other
Mountains of truths
they are often mistaken
for unholy obstacles but
I climb their hills and
in doing so, I see myself
they are often mistaken
for unholy obstacles but
I climb their hills and
in doing so, I see myself
loosening my pain,
it feels like freedom.
Peaceful Embrace
I welcome you into
it feels like freedom.
Peaceful Embrace
I welcome you into
this special well,
it is full of love,
it bears nourishment,
it is a magical place
where healing comes
from your sacredness
Bathing into it brings the
joy of heavenly awareness
it is the plural experience
of being in touch with it all
so deeply pure,
yet utterly complete.
yet utterly complete.
