The neurons that fires up so elegantly at the will of the conscious being ,
Invoking memories that were stored in the past Becomes the curse of the human birth,
Inability to forget the past but making inroads and back lanes towards it.
Creating highways, water ways and airways, to a memory that needs to be forgotten holds us back in life.
But is revisited again and again like it is my best friend.
A curse.
No schools or universities teach about how to forget and let go,
We are so engrossed on what others have done what the past has taught us,
But the past is never the best map for the future.
As I become conscious of this conscious state of myself.
I become silent and let the thoughts past by,
I do not touch nor feel it or engage with it in anyway,
I forget as soon as it end.
Full stop

This ******* I feel with my body, the relationships, my birth, my right,
Has no meaning when you are by my side,
The translucent light in your eyes brings me into a time,
Of the many births I have taken to find myself in your arms,
Today is such a day and as time stands still,
I will glow in your skin,
Your sweet smelling breath pours life into me,
Our souls meet through our bodies, so we can dance this song of love,
As I draw you in, then it begins I could hear it silently whispering,
This is him.
And then I feel eternity within me.

Infinite love is the only truth and everything else is just an illusion