The hunt for my abode

The hunt for my abode continues,
the one I envisioned in my dreams
I can settle for nothing less
but the one that's for me
Perfect in every sense
with no room for doubt or fear
The Lord provides for us all
the King as well the pauper
If you want a palace
demand it from your Father
And settle for nothing less
than the palace you deserve

The Essence

The river has become the Ocean
yet the river did not die
How can river be the Ocean
yet retaining it's identity as the river?
The Lord smiled and answered,
there is no difference at all
Between the river and the Ocean
for their essence is water

River becomes Ocean

When knowledge becomes wisdom
only sages can say
The shores of the river don't know
how long the river is or where will it end
The river needs to lose it's shores
to become the Ocean

Lend me your wings

Lend me your wings O Angels,
for I need to fly high today
Leaving the mundane earth behind,
up above in the Heavens
Heavens beckon me
for I am a celestial being trapped in the human flesh
Enslaved for centuries by the lust
of this enchanting world
Yet the divine spark within me
is as fresh since it was born
I long to go out of flesh
but not in death
I long to witness the immortal Self
and watch it traverse the Universe
Lend me your wings O Angels,
for I need to fly high today