the one behind the mirror
is the source of all my vices

You are the source, the spring, the living well
You are the summit, fulfillment,
Your breath is life itself.
Mercy and grace flow; as water and blood from your side.
You are my source of pure joy.
Perfect peace and rest I find 'neath your shadow.
My rock, my stronghold, my fortress;
You are my strength and my help.
Everything I am, everything I have, you gave me.
I am nothing without you, you make me what I am.
I am beloved, cherished, treasured,
I am worthy, I am loved, I am yours!
You are my joy, the fire in my soul, the light in my eyes.
Kindle the fire, let me never lose my joy!

Amen

Start from within
Like seeing yourself dancing
Again those words
Be, do, have
It's simply a knowing
When you start from within
Then the brightness of Being
Starts flowing from within
Effortlessly doing
Easily having
Brightly shining

When you start from outside
And do things not in line with the Being
You do things
You simply do things
Yet you aren't shining
They can even block the Light
That Light of Being
For how can it shine through
When they're not one and the same

So see your self dancing
See your self singing
See your self doing
See your self thinking
See your self feeling

Just be
The Being

Now you know
Now it's clear
Thank you
for this moment.

In the lines around my mouth,
You could read two different stories.
        They could've come from a smile.
          Or quite possibly from a frown.
But honestly you'll never know,
Unless, you brave the risk,
       Of coming to me alone,
and asking me yourself.

Ego  is  the
    Source of
Power in the real world
And most harmful enemy
               In
The spiritual world.

we are all
distributed transmissions
of the same
fundamental rhythm

Happy to be a crack within the wall,
That sinks as people think and pressure builds
To strive for freedom, love and life fulfilled
Beyond these callous constraints of control.
Abiding standards set by- who? We fall,
From Self, the Source of true condition killed.
Accepting life through these rose-tints we will
Barely breathe the blessing given to us all.

Through all distractions you cannot deny
We're here. We're- where? A spinning ball of being,
And yet we waste this time, find faults and criticise
Ourselves, and others, still longing for feeling.
The only things we need, an open eye
And mind to help us find our way to healing.

There is a light within
A shine without
An infinite source
The mind with doubt
Beyond the universe
Cosmic between
Eternally it goes
It is rarely seen
It's take your mind
Tears your soul
You find yourself
Life takes it toll