matham kayam
samam manam
മതം കയം
സമം മനം

Never believe
In the
Power of the Earth
To shatter your dreams
To pieces.
That is the way
To live for ever
In
Blissful ignorance!

World Peace
Is a percolation problem
And not of chance
Of needs and fulfillment-
The common wealth
Of the humanity.

Focus too much on one man or his human words
Be it Christ, Buddha, Krishna or Ram
He is crucified! and the light is gone!!
If it can not be prevented
And help them be in peace in this world we call real,
Rules of the Heaven, subtle and known but to them,
Will lie hidden in mere words, empty as the sky, for ever.

The earth sings on day and night,
For men to work and sleep in grace.
But when you Focus day and night
From the man-made hooded net,
One human, body, mind or spirit  
He can be but dead, or
An eternal fire kindled!

I love to swim,sleep and dream,
In this sea . . .
Forgetting past,present and future
Of gentle emotions.

We are aware that we are,
But who is there to tell?
Will anyone know we were,
Once we leave this mortal shell?

Are we here just by chance?
From a Cosmic Dance?
No Hot Jupiter near our Sun,
Our system is The One
For Life.

We may well be unique,
The rest of space looks bleak.
A single winning bet
Consciousness did beget.

We are the living race,
Here by God’s good grace.

Paul Butters