Whatever I do,
the responsibility is mine,
but like one who plants an orchard,
whatever comes of what I do,
the fruit, will be for
others.
I offer the actions
of this life to the God within,
and wherever I go, the
way is blessed.
Posts Tagged → poetry
rest in peace lioness
Something in God
responds to the sound of
a human voice.
awareness cleaned my mind
Awareness cleaned
my mind to a polished mirroring.
The presence came near, and I knew
that That was everything,
and I nothing.
you’re not who you think you are
Gently I weep for my mind,
caught in its illusion of ownership.
Mind, you’re not who you think you are.
You’re dancing over a pit. Soon you’ll fall through,
and these things you’ve valued and collected will
be left behind. My sweet dear, do you
understand this, and if you do,
how does your food
taste?
keep your heart clear
Keep your heart clear and
transparent and you will never be bound.
A single disturbed thought, though, creates ten thousand
distractions. Let myriad things captivate you and you’ll
go further and further astray. How painful to
see people all wrapped up in
themselves.