Words

Words have feelings and power
beyond our wildest imagination.
A thought can create a Universe
through the spoken word
Spoken word is the manifest form
of the unmanifest thought
Think before you speak
for you are creating your universe

Afraid to be naked

Coming out of the closet,
exposed, totally naked
Ashamed, embarassed and afraid
that's how I feel
Not knowing what to do, say or feel,
frozen in time
Waiting for the next moment
to reduce the unease
Who am I to blame
for this condition?
Me, only me
no one but me
It's me who is afraid to be naked,
the world doesn't care whether I am naked or not

The serpent and the Devil

The serpent is the Devil's minion
always at his beck and call
He stings whoever Devil wishes to lure
into his evil lap
Yet the saints are free from his evil grip
guided by the Angels
Temptation doesn't strike them
if they have Love within
But those are the unlucky ones
who have fear within
Fear attracts evil
like honey attracts the bee
Only the poor fool is not aware
that to fear is a sin
When Light shines through the sinner
it drives away the fear
The Devil is pushed back into his lair
waiting there for another opportunity
Waiting, waiting for man to fall
and lose grip on his soul
The devil's fire can touch no Angel
nor those whom they protect
Walk in the abode of your Guardian Angel
and dispell fear from within
The Angels are nearer than the Devil
yet man fears Devil more than he loves the Angel

Saint and Sinner

The beauty of a rose
is not diminished by it's thorns.
The beauty of the Soul
is not diminished by our sins.
The everpresent Light doesn't distinguish
between a saint and a sinner
For both have the Essence within
despite their burden of karma.
To shine is our birthright,
to struggle is our choice

The Mystical dance

The mystical dance continues unabated
undulating, expanding, withering, rising again
The vast expanse of the Universe
dances with Joy
The Joy of Life
emanating from every shoot, every leaf and branch
The colors of Life are ever expanding
reaching the frontiers of the Universe
Yet contained in every seed,
waiting to flower at the opportune moment
The divine in us is waiting to explode
in all it's glory
The only thing needed
is an inetnt to uncover our Self

The drop and the Ocean

The drop spoke to the ocean,
drown me
Drown me in your womb
so that I don't exist no more
I am tired of this journey,
becoming a drop, becoming the ocean
And becoming the drop
once again
The Ocean spoke to the drop
My beloved
You are nothing but Me
holding the Ocean in your tiny Self
The drop and the Ocean are one
for the essence of both is One