For the love of a child
You seek counsel
From the child within you.
For the love of a child
You let go
Of unworthy battles.
For the love of a child
You know that to be able to see things clearly
You will have to see them with love.
For the love of a child
You hope and pray and work
Towards re-building your world.
For the love of a child
You surrender your adulthood
In order to return to naivete.
Light cannot be contained
It can only fill up a space
Recognize that you are
The Light;
Not the reflection
Know that
Your sense of ‘I’
Is only relative to your perception
Of the ‘other’
Both are objects
Illumined by the
Light of your consciousness.
Do not hold on to sorrow
Let go of expectations
Know that your needs
Are being met
Stop depriving yourself
Through want
Don’t occupy a position
In order to serve your shadow.
Leave. Bring your light
To other spaces
Travel further knowing that
Your destination is a brighter light
Not darkness.
Death doesn’t bring
An end to things
It leaves questions unanswered
Issues unresolved…
Those who are angry
And are left behind-
Are left with a directionless anger.
Where relationships
Were decaying
For want of love and trust-
Death offers no redemption.
Your anger needs to be
Laid to rest in understanding
Your hurt must turn to compassion
And indifference to a higher attentiveness
Your identity needs to dissolve
In His presence.
The dream must end
With an awakening.
We must find release
From the confines of smallness
Into an ever-expanding grace.
The seen is meaning
That superimposes itself
On the unseen.
Look carefully.
Look beyond the edges
And the boundaries of meaning…
See how it extends itself
How it negotiates
Its freedom from finitude.
Positivity is illusion.
Possibility is promise.
All forms transform.
After you’ve understood
The meaning of a thing
Perceive its meaningfulness.
The biggest failing
Is the inability
To see things as they are
To understand them
For how they are
To accept them
The way they are
And to appreciate them
For what they are.
To educate is to open up
The expanse of the mind
So that for all our assumptions
The right questions we may find.
An education must make you
A seeker not a knower
You must be able to
Over your ignorance cross over.
Pride and foolishness
Often walk hand-in-hand
A true seeker knows
The grounds on which he stands.
That we know nothing
A good education must show
That what needs to be known
Lies beyond what we know.
Not just a fast-track
To worldly success
In the worst of times
It prepares you to be your best.
Education is design
Education is art
It’s the architecture of the mind
Built with inroads to the heart
Before I become the truth
Must I be the lie?
Living it day in and day out
With tedious self-consciousness
So many facades to keep up
So many consistencies to maintain
What if the point of keeping appearances
Is only to exhaust me to the point of death…?
…And ‘I’ no longer exist?
Who then, will be?
Who will continue?
And what will continue?
If ‘I’ die
Who will live?
And how will truth live
Without lying?
To have something to do
Gives you a sense of worth
It gives you purpose
And continuity and
Therefore, an existence.
Time and movement
Are very important
For my sense of self-
And all that ‘I’ embrace…
I must be other than where I am at 5o’clock.
New places, new people, new projects
All of these make my life
So meaningful, so interesting, so glamorous.
Photographed memories of my day
Leave me with an entertaining sense of accomplishment.
Now’s the time to ask:
Is life the story of one person?
Can life remain imprisoned within a personality?
Without memory and pattern
Who am I? Who are you?
What new patterns are you forming?
What new memories are being created?
What new plans are being made?
As life awaits your homecoming
What are you busy with?
Allow time
To take you on a walk
To give your thoughts
A duration.
See yourself
Let go of ideas
And stand free of
Their certainties.
Definitions too
Are not permanent
Love has revealed to me
Other meanings.
The future
Becomes less important;
Plans and designs get replaced
By responses.
Today’s importance
Is self-evident…intrinsic;
Small matters that suggest
Little matters.
Say a prayer
Wash your hands and stay in
Apparently, that’s a good way to end
A pandemic.
Let go
Of all the excess of life
That has stuck to you
Pare it down.
Remove. Trim.
Give away.
Walk away from sounds
That drown
Your own voice
Reject words
That are untrue
Coming from you.
Listen to your silence
Look at what’s left
When all is gone.
Befriend that residue
Cherish it;
Treasure it.
Aloneness
Is not to be foolishly grieved;
It is to be intelligently valued.
Don’t compromise the time
With yourself
For some base company.
Know where
True fulfilment lies
Value yourself.
Wit. Wisdom. Wonder... 