a meditation on love

It is to
vibrate as high
as one can fathom
by laughing
with sweet thunder
to uplift the soul

To be in sync with
the natural world

To give thanks
to the higher force
surrounding
the all of life

To walk in kind loving steps
with gentle words on
the lips

Remembering who you are
existing in the sacred
arms of the holy fabric
of everything.

I ain't handsome
charm I've none
poor in ordinary speech
nothing of worth can I reach-

never went to school
I'm a farmer's son
worked daylong
until the setting of sun-

can't read or write
but conversant
with every flower
and plant--content

you're rich and pretty
why would you want
to marry me?
That would be your total misery!

Oh, so you said, now I see:
'  A good gardener
  makes a great lover!'
  if so, I'll marry thee--readily !

Are we free to do
what we want,
ask yourself
what you want,
are you free
or paying rent,
am I free
or trying not to vent?

Freedom from what?
I am tied on every want,
the need of this body
my soul is trapped
the cycle is never ending,
are we doing this again,
we keep meeting
everytime it rains.

Free myself from my identity
the ego, of what am I doing,
these free laboured breathes
are forced in me
the life, I need to make most of it
Break the chain, brave the pain
We are free to do what we want indeed.