There are
only
two thoughts
in the language
of
our souls,
Fear
and
Love.

I am
the universe.
Unique and indivisible.
Focus on this, my inner truth.
Then, broaden bright consciousness
to subsume everything into this sphere
of most subtle and sublime reality.
Until a greater dawn reveals.
I am part of everything:
The universe
is me.

In walking down the
Sunlit paths, through
The young trees and
The old, through the
Dark vine and the
Flowered stem--my
Eyes see the road of
My passing; yet my
Mind stumbles in
The forwards sea:
The present passes
Over me.

Cramped, lost, and crying in my own worn out body,
with loss of hope to become somebody.

Short is this vivid pain,
too long is this bright ornament,
until I finally see the point of it.

No longer numb yet still caught in a gasp,
until I finally connect the dots and filled in the gaps.