Silent is my inner current.
Assured of Moments rest.
Bright light gleaming in.
My deliverance yet to come.
As in the dawn I was bleak in understanding.
For all of life is already figured.
Before us it awaits.
Yet we turn a blind eye.
Our foolish queries cloud our minds.
Yet the indigent mind has a turned to greed.
A hungry heart yet to become a hungry ghost.
The earth is plentiful and can offer to everyone.
The Fervent crop of Self-desires be no more.
Thought given no ground.
Silence to conquer us all.
Let life be a joyous excursion of bliss as we enter the afternoon of our lives.
Redeem our lost time.
Taken by inquisition.
The gleam, the hope, the gentle breeze of life’s breath be our redeeming way.
Haste not, but be still.
For the sun still brightens our palette.
Giving its coat of warmth to our tender shoulders.
The gentle draft of wind combs our hair with our mothers’ hand.
The draft of the ocean and its enchanting sound calm the reverberating spirit.
For life’s fruits are offered on the table of reverence.
We shall feed the soul to preserve the quest towards the eternal.
To be led by grace with a loving heart.