With closed eyes.
I am Peace.
Then my world is.

In stillness,
my world is perfect.
It is.

golden rays
afternoon sun
shining

green leaves
tropical bamboo
swaying

cool breeze
summer weather
blowing

tiny birds
sweet harmony
singing

me, myself and I
with love and gratitude
sitting.

The light of awareness
dissolves the ego.
See it when it awakens.
Spot it once it arises.
Then realize
that it's not who you really are.
It's something that you have.
Something that's created
by you and the others.
You can follow it,
yield to it,
then suffer.
Or choose to just observe it.
See it as a part of you.
Accept that you have it.
And choose to stay connected
to the spirit,
the one that's closest
to who you really are.
Then it dissolves
in peace.

The dusk brings
Some mysterious peace
A stillness
Quite deep

Could it be
Because
It's that time
When people head home

Home
Where each one
Is accepted
And loved

Loved
As he is
Accepted
As is.

And that brings
So much peace
To be
As he is.

Yet the sun sets
And bids farewell
Brings some sadness
As well.

Why are you judged
To be bad
When you feel
So good?
Whose creation are you
And what are you intended for?

Is it only my perception of you
That makes you bad?
Or my judgment
Of myself
To be unworthy
Of your delight?

Are you too good
for this conditional world?
Am I ready for the answer
That comes from within?
or still scared of the truth
that you're beautiful?

Is it freedom
that gives pleasure?
Is it freedom
that brings joy?
or is it just love
after all?

I grow my hair long
color it brown or green
I am me

I log on, stream
put on my headphones
I am me

I face my phone
with endless YouTubes
I am me

I am happy being alone
I ignore you
I am me

I have a big tummy
I'm lucky
I am me

I have a squint
Doesn't really bother me
I am me

I'm OK
I'm really OK
Trust me

I am me.
I am free.

The sky showers the earth
boulders, spears, arrows
destroying a big, old house

although we mysteriously
stay safely inside
for we are to inherit it, rebuild it

strange yet familiar people
staying inside, sharing the shelter
in time they may have to move out
at the moment, they stay

stairs are broken
but i fix it,
and use it

it isn't fire
it isn't an earthquake
but a strange disaster

though there seems to be no fear

I don't know...

does it matter?