I have run out of words
Here I am on my very own
Nothing to say
A lot to observe

Trying to make sense of the nonsense  
Struggling to locate the symmetry of the self
Promiscuous feelings confusing everything
Provocative thoughts tempting the heart
Pretentious blasphemies insulting the soul

Overwhelming ego’s cacophony
Forcing the slow brewing of mixed feelings
One big *** to mix them all
Quietly observing and appreciating what it is

Attentive to the Universe messages
Resisting the resistance to what it is
Making a conscious effort to go with the flow
Getting deep into the being
Silently conversing with the soul
Free of pretends and inflexible principles
At peace with what it is
Unconditionally loving the self