I wonder how her children stay safeon that delicate branch—even the shaking windscannot make them fall.Who guides them home?How do they findtheir daily bread?Without a word,they learn to fly,to live,to survive—Every rhythm of life,written in the…
To be was always natural to me,Yet something was missing—Some pauses, some breaks...How can one detach when one is never attached? The Weight of AwarenessPushing hard to be aware all the time—It might be a stress,…
PoemSo-called perfection feels incomplete,Something is missing—A love between perfection and imperfection,Still unfolding within. DualityDuality plays a great role,Helping us learn and grow.When I understood,I loved myself even more. Inner DebateBefore reacting,I heard them inside,Like two lawyers…
To save myself, I tried to ignore, tried to avoid,There was a rush, yet in a quiet moment,They came running from behind closed doors.It seemed nothing was in my hands,Their presence felt too strong to deny.With…
I tried to open the door,It seemed to be locked.I tried and tried,I was here before—That gave me the strength to stay even more.Knocking every day,When I least expected, it suddenly opened.I realized there had never…
Sometimes my thoughts put me to shame,Tolerating myself is the toughest job.I stay in it, I stay and stay…Many hours and endless days.Suddenly, it evaporates,As if it were never part of me. Hard to Observe Sometimes,…
How to measure the progress,It looked like a never-ending process.When will anxiety end?One extreme to the other,It is so hard, I told myself.After 12 years, I see a sprout,A strange intensity stays with me all the…
Sometimes, for no reason I am sad,Yes I am lost,Carried away by sad thoughts,It is not easy to break the thought pattern,Often I forget the importance of observation,The habit is cultivated throughYears of meditation.Being into it,…
Poem - I Feel space Inside I feel space inside, lovely as a new life,I hear the world as never before,Sweet it becomes. Man selling on the street,The drag of drums, birds chirping in trees,Car horns,…
These days, I watch my mind at play,Spinning false stories along the way,I wait and tolerate my thoughts,For not reacting I thank God. I learn when to follow it and when not,United with silence, still in…