Nameless

If God is the water, I am the faucet,

If He is the ocean, then I am only but a fraction of a drop of water,

If He is the brightest star, then I am but a flicker of a match

If I shine, I am the light bulb, but He is the electricity that flows through me,

effortlessly, with ease, connected to the source, an experience that cannot be bought,

or sold, more glory than all the porcelain and marble at the market place that you may marvel,

If I am the the sweet fruit, then He is the garden, if you taste me, then you taste a piece of Him,

He gave us the greatest gift, the present, eternally bound in his essence, swimming in the

bliss of his abundant presence, if you enjoy my presence, then it is because He is there

Part and parcel of the infinite energy that manifests through you and me,

He is the energy that moves the sun and the moon,

In prayer, he speaks to us in subtle voices of a flute,

If I move, it is because his hand moves,

I'm always in Joy and Bliss, because He keeps me amused,

If I smile, its because he shapes my lips like a boat,

Always at peace, because he surrounds me like a moat,

If I laugh, he gives me breathe to do so,

I am in a good mood, it is because He is,

Balance

Searching a meaning in suffering, sinking deep into the pool, into the dark lake, searching for something, something deep in the abyss, leaving happiness for a moment, sleeping in the cave of desires, lying in winter's bed, frozen but still warm, a tiny pin ray of light, like a thread of cloth in a dark room, waiting for the passing of winters doom, awaiting the light of spring, the darkness dusted away like dandruff, callus heels from walking on ground that is rough, understanding the meaning of pain and joy, not questioning it but learning from it, knowing that perception has many edges like an uncut blood diamond, in this day and age we need a larger scope, a bigger paint brush, the canvas got bigger, the permutations are endless, zodiac signs everywhere, unevoled not giving a care, but the balance must come back, too much tugging and pulling, not enough giving and sharing, the balance must return, only the perfect combination, the avatar, the balance.

Desire

It seemed like it was all planned, farmed humans, cattle raised and fed, and led into the belief that we all can make it, but of course the pay off is debt, what a twisted world, and we are all in a twirl, lost in the emptiness of these materials, a rush of the moment, only to be forgotten in the dust of the shelves, a promise of a generation, led to a destruction of another, with everybody fighting for the last scraps, the students are the ones that get it bad, the future, the mover, the grower, the family, all delayed by the shackles of debt, and it is next to death, universities have become a business, while people stay ignorant of its true meaning, they do not educate but rather filter out and leave the rest at the gate, professors recycle and reciprocate philosophies that segregate, in truth they repeat what has been done to them, a filtering process, but no one really sees, no one really wants to know, they just turn a blind eye to the seeds that they've sown, watching the bad apples grow, ask them the truth and all they say is cold words, heart frozen from dead principles, programmed answers, but I still stay strong a midst of the storm, even when there seems to be no hope, lighting the dope fire, day by day eliminating desire..