A Mind Unknown

Since unknown views came to rise
Of each moment mind comes to contact
Unnoticed these views breed surprise
From innocence now to attack

Blindly the mind investing in views
Reinforcing its belief through clinging on
From innocence to ignorance it goes askew
Unknowing a nightmare comes following on

Mindlessness indeed now the mind’s hunger
As senses continuously come to contact
Awaiting thereon unimaginable danger
From thwarted views coming to interact

Difficult indeed to ward this menace
Of persistent mindlessness way of living
With consistent wrong views in harass
Life with no wakefulness a mere misgiving

Diligence in right perception indeed a precious
For one who day and night on mindful toil
Tuning the mind towards wise gracious
An unwise mind before now been foiled

Let life be consistently lived in nobility
Whatever experience let it be seen clearly
Of a mind not ours yet our responsibility
Trusting one day this mind be left dearly

Until then diligence in presence our only bread
Reminding ourselves our mind’s business
Whilst in great challenges the world we thread
Having faith in this Way our only success

The Living Dead

taking-over-our-lives

Silly Fight

are you right or am I right
just to show our might
yet there is no reason to fight
and get ourselves uptight

never was it a question of plight
except not seeing other side
hence making one height
a delusional ego like

if you face such pride
remember it’s just a persona tide
choosing again in loving stride
else what is unreal turns real wide

don’t take such serious decide
except to listen to wisdom guide
live only your life ride
till you make it right

 

The World Teaches Wrong

We are taught to reciprocate
We are taught to return
Hence begin the errors

We are taught to return thanks
A gesture of polite
And so the mind learns
When thanks not given to us
We see wrongness
And so our gift of upset

We are taught to return sorry
A gesture of amend
And so the mind learns
When sorry not offered to us
We see unforgiving
And so our gift of anger

We are taught to return giving
A gesture of goodwill
And so the mind learns
When giving not returned to us
We see stinginess
And so our gift of illwill

If reciprocate our mindset
How can we live Now
How can we live New
Plague by past “to-return”
With guilt in our memories
With awaiting judgments our mind

Do we not see what arrived
Our conditioned entitlement?
Not because of he
Not because of she
But meeting of conditionings
Arise what needs to happen?

If this properly seen
Any arising no longer
Be returned a memory
No longer be reciprocated
Be it pain or joy
Except with gracious thanks
That what is given, pain or joy
Is now All over

Only Now can then be lived, now
Only New can now be perceived
Only then Eternity be realized
Only then the Generous Heart
Can be savored constantly

Will then reciprocation, a necessity?
Will then guilt, a mind dis-ease?

Ney! Ney!
For the Generous Heart
Is the birthplace of Love

Who else need our return
Who else do we need return
When the Generous Heart
Already emanating Love
Is a natural balm of return
Without any “thought” of return

Only then the world is save
Only then the world is safe
Otherwise “return” a disease
Perpetuating mankind
Separating humanity
Distancing God.