The ugly turned beauty
  is worth infinitely
  more than beauty turned ugly

The mind
is the gate-keeper
the heart
is the house-owner

Lift not that
which is beyond your capability
don't take pride to belittle
that which is easy

for the nature of life
is marked by polarity
the wise person sees
everything in totality.

We are attracted to stuff
Because of their stealth
To make us happy..alas
A happiness short-lived..
One day after many tours
Many failed promises
We stand still and a Vastness
Of happiness drops upon us
From nowhere at all..and
We know it has ever been so..
We recognize that all of those
Early ventures were also this
Vastness gently coaxing...

Simply asking for
Our attention Inward..
This the purpose of
Those unpleasantries we
Are right now confronting..
These are both major and
Subtle..It is the pull of
Grace..which has been
Pulling since we were cast
In the dream of separation...

The most sublime
is yet to be spoken
the unfinished
could be the most welcome token

the poem in hiatus
awaits to be written
love the most-sought after
will wake in time to ripen.