True life is found in him and him alone
Blessing mankind with his favor
Life everlasting all for the asking
That is my Beautiful Savior

True peace is found in him and him alone
As we let go and let God
Leaving the past behind in his beauty we find
The peace that's held together in love

The difference between day and night, this life
We now share with our maker
Light of the world, lover of souls
That is my Beautiful Savior

There is no comparison to this new life
We now have in the One
Gently invited, no need to hide it
In love he asks all to come

From the everlasting beginning to the eternal end
All praise to the Creator
Forgiver of sins so we now can live
That is my Beautiful Savior

From Heaven to earth he stepped down
Leaving behind His royalty
The ultimate price he would pay so we may be saved
Sharing with us the locked door key

For the life that's less deserving
A passion he did savor
To give of his all, all for the Fathers call
That is my Beautiful Savior

What will we tell our children
About the what is that is no more
The air that we breath that we can actually see
Standing in a puddle that's acid cured

We've stepped out of our boundaries
In self righteousness we have grown
Trampling on this sacred ground
Crossing the line of the unknown

No use in crying a ***** river
When the flood gates have been broken
Drowning in the very sorrow
Of what's been left unspoken

With the world now at our mercy
What is there left for us to show
Where the innocence that we once had
Left these parts long ago

So again what will we tell our children
About the what was that is no more
How do we explain that we're to blame
For the life they can't enjoy

She draws black wings to her eyes
in a green-wash reflection, light
cascading through the shutters
of the ceiling fan, whilst red lips
rehearse a smile for her lover.

He will hold her like a wallet as
they pay their way through town.
It has been months since she felt
human touch, mammalian warmth,
or whispers exchanged across the pillow.

His eyes are on the screen as she
undresses and then falls beneath
his weight on the mattress. An empty
thud, a hollow sound, as his night is
given purpose, and then falls to sleep again.

She lies awake and wonders where
her night went. There was laughter
across the table, drinks stirred with straws,
and UFOs painting pictures in the sky.
The sea roared in the distance like

a passing train, and so there must be
an escape to a far-off land for her
to start again. Start again beyond
waistlines, over coastlines, and all ties
to employment. To start again

with a half-naked lover, who will
watch as the wind kicks up her hair;
as her skin freckles once more
in the sun.

the limitless complex
cosmic ocean dance,
the whole phenomena
deep within is a tiny seed,
one single moment, for ever.

പ്രപഞ്ച സമസ്യ

അനന്ത സങ്കീര്‍ണമീ
പ്രപഞ്ച സാഗരനൃത്തം
ആഴത്തി,ലുള്ളില്‍ ഇതൊരു
ചെറു  ബീജാന്തര്‍ പ്രതിഭാസം.
വെറുമൊരു നിത്യ നിമിഷം.

We no longer speak
but I conversate with you.
I transverse through
every syllable I ever spoke,
every gesture,
every lie,
every joke,
and every poem
I ever wrote.

We no longer speak
but I've been talking to you;
in dark rooms at strange hours
unable to sleep;
sometimes on clear nights
under a menacing moon
allowing its bright light
to wash me in its purity.

We no longer speak
and it’s time I stopped,
stopped reliving every mistake
stopped thinking,
stopped wondering,
and stopped loving you
because the gravity
that once drew us together
now pushes us apart
and with each rotation
I the moon go further
and further from the earth’s heart.

I am a cocoon of sorts,
When I love, I love hard.
I work hard,
Every day,
Loving and caring, holding, nurturing.
I try my hardest to build the confidence of the one I love.
I'm there,
I'm whole,
Until one day,
The person I love,
Is so confident,
So ready,
That they leave.
And when they leave,
I crack, I break, I'm empty.
They're gone,
And I'm stuck,
Hanging there,
Alone,
Like a cocoon.

In my shattered garden
I lie and cry.
Why?
I could scrub floors
And get a sense
Of something done
A neat
Achievement
But
I get up
And stumble on
And get slapped back.
I count my blessings
Many, many.
It is no use.
Back and forth
I pace
Carrying a deep despair
Like a fretful child.
There there, despair,
There there.