Glasses

When I was young
I saw people wearing glasses
Some in need
Some in bright colors

When I was old
I saw seasons changing
Summer was warmer
Winter colder

Now
I do not see as I could see
Perhaps it is time to change

Nature's way

Nature's way
Works silently
Gifts abundant
Mast concealed

HE is covered

Get to the knees, look deep
Listen
The Heart sings
Listen to the nature's way

Force less Force

Wind blows, Water flows

O Force less Force

I know you by your movement

You are pure

Beginning is a distant memory

The end no one knows

Martyrs pride

The martyr planned and acted, yet did not get martyrdom

The king commits wanton acts of charity

The problem of I is such that there is no one else to blame

Salvation awaits the scavenger for scavenging without guilt or pleasure

Giver and Receiver

I received
He gave

He received
He Gave

I am not there

Hope

Maybe it is time now, to move
Enough caricatures, let my heart subdue

The veil of transparency ceases to see through,
Yet I hope to see you

Space and Time

When times wraps around space
The space unwraps the mind

And lo comes out stillness

Delusions and fear is not seen

A longing though exists

Touch this with a thought, subtle though
My cause is questioned
You ask who am I
I say, why am I

Mysterious it may seem
There is no science in stillness
Unravelling will mean unbecoming

So when time takes over
Space keeps moving