It is overwhelming sometimes
to wake up and go back to sleep
wondering
what i am doing in this life
it is overwhelming

to see the chaos and pain
in a world that fails to understand
that we are all together
that there is no pride
that
power does not persist
that hatred is fictitious and
the self does not exist
but yesterday
it was a different kind

of overwhelming when he caught me in his arms
and it all came rushing back
the voices i had made quiet
sang and
danced to a melody
that i had once believed
that life is heaven
and heaven is love
that words are poetry
and kisses are
blessings and it all came rushing to me
and it was overwhelming

but that's what i get
for believing that i could
forget my tune
when he was singing it all along
waiting for me
to realize that i had been blind
when i thought
i had seen it all

There is no greater love than my love for god,
and god is everything,
and god is everyone.

Of all the right things
i have chosen the most at fault
i wonder if this means anything, perhaps not.

Walk into the ecstasy of the night
leave behind the broken hearts and the shattered glass
let the images dissolve into dust
and let your vision adjust to
the beauty of nothingness
the miracle that is blank
walk deeply into the ecstasy of the night
and think not of how to get out.

In a world of dejection
i stand here and salute
to the absence of spirit
to those who see but the wealth they have created
on the expense of mother earth

To pick a flower you risk touching a thorn
I am often left pondering whether the thorn is worth picking up a flower

It is either you or none
and i refuse it to be none
it is you
it is you

I am baffled by those who build walls
around someone who is not there

I am a lover in a stream that cares not to hold me safely as i caress it