Friday, October 11, 2013

The Essence Within

How can I be,
When I am not,
And yet I am?

Listen to the wind,
As she sings.
She knows and submits,
and the rocks too,
know the song of my heart.

They
are my subjects,
like the seas,
and what swims within.

Whose praises do they sing?
do you not see?
In me, lie the secrets of the universe,
In me , is the essence of the truth.

I am, and I am not.
So hear me and understand.
I am you,
and you are I

The moon,
the stars
And
the sand too.

The journey, the path,
the destination.
All are one.
And the traveler too.

How then will you rise,
Until you erase your self, or let it die?
To fall, is to rise.
If only you would understand.

Accept your ignorance,
Accept your nothingness.
Submit like the winds and witness
how the spiral of knowledge elevates the heart.

Be at peace, my soul!
Running away is the same
as running towards.
There is no escape.
To Him is the return.

(23 June 2006)

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Secrets of the Heart

It's the story of your heart,
young friend.
It's the journey of your heart,
my friend.


Transcend above
what you can see,
Not with your eyes
but with your heart, my friend.

What is visible
is of no consequence,
The Hidden
is of the essence, my friend.

Purity of the heart
gateway to the truth...
Silence is the key....
All shall be revealed...

Strip yourself,
off yourself.
See your heart,
unveil, my friend.

He loves you....
that's why you are here!
He loves you...
so why despair!

"So strange are your views,"
I said.
"I wish to write them down,
my friend."

Its written on your heart,
he said.
The story of your heart,
my friend.

The truth shines through you heart,
my friend.
The secrets of your heart,
my friend.

(1 Oct 2004, In the heart of Africa)

You & I

You, are a hidden pearl.
Yet, you possess nothing.
not even your beauty,
not even your light...

Like the moon
you shine
reflecting the beauty
of Another.

Possession or being,
an illusion.
We do not even own ourselves...
how then, can we have each other?

Once achieved,
Goals have no pleasure.
Desires,
become emply.

Would it be different,
had you ended up with me?
would your heart be the same?
Or mine?

What
to have a desire for?
Is anything
worth it atall?

I desire what is too high
You desire what is too low.
We desire for what we do not have,
Only to loose what we have.

Deception
Trickery of our minds,
that plays with our hearts.
We are all liars,
Such beautiful liars.

Do I make sense?
Do I make any sense atall?