In disturbance & peace
a constant knowing
that does not cease
In love, hate and in fear
sometimes confused
sometimes clear
either activity or rest
with which every
moment is possessed
with every tear every smile
reminded of it once
in a while
from the tainted to the pure
an unfinished journey
so unsure
In a world of delusion
finding the real
with a soul to heal
In every step
its you I find
though not always
on my mind
I find you in pain & and; in bliss
an intense feeling I cannot miss
hidden deep inside
like an unfulfilled wish
In memories I vaguely remember
in a sliver of hope that barely exists
In everything I know and all
that I may have missed
a constant knowing
that does not cease
In love, hate and in fear
sometimes confused
sometimes clear
either activity or rest
with which every
moment is possessed
with every tear every smile
reminded of it once
in a while
from the tainted to the pure
an unfinished journey
so unsure
In a world of delusion
finding the real
with a soul to heal
In every step
its you I find
though not always
on my mind
I find you in pain & and; in bliss
an intense feeling I cannot miss
hidden deep inside
like an unfulfilled wish
In memories I vaguely remember
in a sliver of hope that barely exists
In everything I know and all
that I may have missed
3 Annotations:
JGD !
What you speak about is our own Conscience, the Self, the Sub-Conscious Mind, that pure Inner Consciousness, which is ever connected to the Absolute Reality, that Supreme Being, who is Sat-Chit-Ananda ( Existence, Knowledge and Bliss).
Post a Comment