whilst in the line of vehicles i'm stuck
the traffic won't clear anytime soon
the road broke down to the ground
in retaliation to the crumbling pressure
the parking space has been taken
i can hardly hear the birds sing midst this honking sound
the town that once was the abode of trees evergreen
seems to be just another city
overcrowded roads
advertisements and elevators and billboards
commercialization and traders
the din's too loud that sings
the tune of materialism to us
where compassion once was
and lives mattered over things
i can hardly hear the butterflies flutter by
or see the color of their wings
i'm blinded by traffic lights
development of a new order...how
the spirit is lost 'n layered
my baggage is becoming a burden now
my closet too small for the things i want
in the midst of all things
as i plant these saplings
the trees and the flowers say to me
"we are one, as we are, so are you"
SO I AM I AM
i'm not my mind, my desires
i am the color in the wings of a butterfly
i am the blue of the sky
i am not my cluttered mind
i am the clear rill that flows by
i am the silence beneath the noise
i am the still space's silent poise
yet i am none
yet i am
in mother nature's loving care i repose
yes i am what you are
and we are one
from the seen to the seer i turn
and i am that distant star
of the limitless sky
i am the space and the life...