Don’t erase the picture
You may feel like drawing it
Again, and again

Don’t draw the picture
You may feel like erasing it
Again, and again

Just keep watching,
Then you will see that
There was never a picture.

A mirror comes forward
When a camera longs for a
Selfie

Who can help mind?

Mirror is the mind itself
Camera And selfie
Are also the mind

How did the same
Golden thread that
Interweaved our hands
Start to cut through the
Diamonds in our rings

To an onlooker
Of the horizon,
How close,
The sky and Earth

About us too
People may feel
The same way

The beehive of
Stings and honey,
In my heart:

You!

I am a Paddler
Who has no
Canoe, or oar,
Or even a
River to cross.

Whatever happens
God is happy
That’s why many things happen
In the same instant

Well, I am no God, but
Whatever happens
I am happy too
That is why I survive

Whatever happens
God is calm
That is why everything
Comes to stability so quick

Whatever happens
I am calm too
That is how I keep
My sanity, but
I am no God

Whatever happens
God is shrewd
That is why
The Universe
Keeps running

Well, I am no God, but
Whatever happens
I too find a way forward
That is why I still
Keep marching

I know that I think
Therefore, I believe I exist
But, I cannot say whether God does