She was degraded by her appearance
But being admired by her tolerance
She had proven herself once
And don't waste the time for every chance

She still remember where she stand
Still look back where, there's a helping hand
They gave me anything I want
Too much help that you can't even count like sand

A tiny daring spider built a gorgeous circular web
on my window pane. It's in my view
again and again. I reserved
that spot as my look-out-to-think pane. But now
the spider has taken it, dare I complain.

Rain, wind and sun have blessed the spider’s dwelling,
as I watch him hide in the web’s corner wrapped in silk
and pouncing on his prey. He clearly is not scared
of me and uses the glass as god’s grace.

I ask him everyday-
But why that pane?
Do you have calendars or time constraints?
Are you in bliss, sadness, or pain?

He finally came, in my dream last night,
Dressed in a beautiful white silky robe, very bright,
and said in a husky voice-

Just like you, I am the creator’s creation,
Here to fully blossom in this incarnation ,
But you and I very different,
All life is relative, it's an illusion.

The more you have, the more you want
...that's your trap.
The less you are, the more you have
....BREAK FREE.

Carry a big ego,
And the Universe won't give you a go.

Everyday, I see myself in you,
But not a single day you do anything new,
Aren't you sick of the same poses too?

Sometimes I wish you were a different mirror,
Showing me my true inner, for me to consider.

Only when I realise, that I am an utter fool,
I can truly learn and sparkle like a jewel.

My bare feet touch the morning dew,
The grass feels so new,
Air is cool and the sky majestic blue,
The worries are far and few,
I bow down to you.

I saw leaves on the ground,
Some yellow, some green, some brown,
What's their story, I ask around,
Nature answered- don't judge, just observe, its my playground

awaken, awaken
I commit
to higher levels of consciousness
expecting bliss
and today
as the dawn within me rises
I see
that
in
awakening
my ego grieves
while the watcher watches
ascending to me
means
to become lowly
I used to think it meant to become elevated
I had it wrong
it's to become lowly
the great peace and tranquility I experience
comes through
humility