Begging bowl

One breath of presence I recognise your begging bowl Very similar to mine Encrusted with skills and values not your own Just to belong Just for praise and prize You urge the one outside of you to fill you You offer to fill them first Vigorously and rigorously Your goal was always to that it... Continue Reading →

Surreal Moon

  In the wilderness of my mind, I always move I always seek, I always want, I always behold, Mesh of thoughts, dreams, visions and goals, All to feel the essence, glory of the moon; It's ever changing, it's ever-reflecting, The knowledge that is my own, The more I wonder, The more I try to... Continue Reading →

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