Duality

Duality helps to grow—
The beauty of mistakes.
Also, leads us
to meet ourselves,
to see—
What is truly there inside.

Poem

When silence dawns,
and one sees what rises within—
Ah, it is stress…it is fear.
Thank God,
I got some work to do inside.
What a beautiful
journey
it is.

Good and Evil
Good and Evil—both are detached,
Alike in so many ways.
They serve no purpose of their own,
Other than to establish what they have deep inside,
Fear and conflict, peace and grace.
They are steady, strong, and persistent.
What they plant will grow.

Taken
When breath is taken away,
I don’t know what to do.
Perhaps it’s okay
To float in shallow waters too.
Duality is okay—something to learn,
Staying with ease,
I may return
To where I truly belong.

Anger
Anger has no brain—
No logic, no sight,
Deep down, a subtle fear and a restless mind.
Anger can be channeled—
Pure energy in a clever disguise.
In the hands of a yogi, fierce yet still,
It becomes a force shaped by will.

Fear

If I am afraid, can run—
But it’s never about the other person.
Fear sits inside,
Wearing a new face each time.
Courage lies behind seven locks,
The one who dares to dive,
Find new wings.