Category: Spirituality

Inside each of us
Lies the place
Where the divine
That is the real
You dwells

And

I sometimes
Wonder
If the real
Purpose of life is
Simply to tread
The path that
Leads to where
The real you
The divine you
Dwells

Empires come, empires go.
What seems indestructible, fails,
And crumbles to nothing.

Horror upon horror,
Massacre follows massacre,
Yet somehow good survives.

Aeon follows aeon,
Darkness may seem eternal
But always the light returns.

The unjust appear to triumph
The good trampled under their feet
But Love endures beyond all.

In meditation
You are supposed to
Sit with a quiet mind
And watch the clouds (thoughts)
Pass across the sky
That is your mind

Well I want to know
Who is it that hurls
These thunderstorms
In my direction
And fills my mind
With flashes of lightning
And bolts of thunder?

Who is it that obscures
The blue sky of my mind
If it is not me
Even as I sit and watch
The clouds roll by
And wonder
Who am I?

A houseplant and I
Share the same space
The only two living
Beings in the room
And I wonder,
Does it know
Who provides it
With water
And without whom
It would die?

Then I reflect
Do I?

Without failure,
There cannot be
Success

Failure is the teacher
Whose harsh lessons
Last a lifetime

He shapes you
Moulds you
Shames you

Yet every seed
Needs some shit
For its growth

And the seed
Once planted
Will flower

Only persevere
And hold true
To yourself

If we had known
That this was the last time that
We would see each other
What would we have done differently?

Would we have embraced for longer?
Held each other more tightly?
Spoken more heartfelt words?
Expressed deeper feelings?

Let each time you part
Feel like the last time.
Hold unreservedly. Love deeply.
For one day it will be.

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