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 pot 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