Dissolve

In his presence words are dead, nothing needs to be said,
dissolving back into the original state,
death by silence, a quiet wake,
should I accept my fate or use my faith,
walk the path and cross the gate,
to put down my old ways,
to realize enlightenment is starring at me
from a mirror's gaze

They don't understand, so I act not speak,
no mysticism just practicality,
wisdom is dressed in a smile, silence rests in still eyes,
peace dwells in the bones not in the mind,
the breath is quiet and deep,
like an ocean when it sleeps,
these words are simple, but only a few can understand,
the mind must be silent and the body cleansed,
but most of all condemnation must come to an end,
the mind is small like a speck from a mist,
so I dissolve back into the infinite abyss

Channel

Thousand petal city on fire,
What was old is burned to the ground,
old walls of conditioning broken down,
a new city of feminimity waiting to arise,
hands to the ground, ready to plow,
but pain is part of the process,
the shackles cannot be unlocked,
they must be shattered,
freedom isn't confined in the psyche,
real freedom is felt in the body,
that's why we dance, sing and recite poetry,

A new age, a new perspective,

Once the physical process has begun,
the body feels light,
filled with life,
then you start to realize,
god isn't a search but a realization,
the only real sin is condemnation,
the first step is the last,
the understanding of time will come to pass,
the only way is to act,
scriptures are useless unless transformation has taken place,
then you'll know that it takes patience not time,
because time is a race and patience is the ability to be
still at one place,
and soon hunger and thirst will not bother.
real food and drink comes from whispers of the father,
once you realize the god in you,
nothing else can substitute,
money, power sex and fame were once seen as the absolute,
philosophical and intellectual inquiries can bring proofs,
but they don't amount to the sweetest juice from his smallest fruit...

Living in time

Perception enlarged to a full scope,
not zoomed in like a microscope,
infinite rhymes, I can see that,
swimming in it, I can feel that,
words are abundant like salt in the ocean,
extend my hand and extract salt from the potion,
similar to words dissolved in the mind,
they say seek and you shall find,
one way to God is to sharpen the mind,
once it is sharp only then can you turn it off,
a broken compass can only get you lost,

The mind is like a knife,
a sharp knife cuts nothing,
a dull knife cuts everything,
the sharpest of minds are the quiet and patient,
always in a state of meditation,
always in a state of nothing,
one with the global mind,
sipping from the well of life,
resurrecting all of my past lives,
whether buddha, krishna or christ,
krishnamurti or patanjali,
I tap into all of them..