PoemOften, we get into a fight—Easier than facing what stirs inside.A rush to fix things…
The Greater Mystery
What the galaxies are made of,
What lies beneath the sea—
It’s lovely to see,
But it does not take me.
More beautiful is knowing what’s within.
Each time I learn a little,
It opens sky to me,
What are you? Oh my God,
So wild, beautifully mad—
To shape this mysterious body and mind.
I long to know myself more.
The Weight of Stillness
Desires make life beautiful,
Challenges keep us on our toes.
Imagine a life
Nothing to achieve,
Nowhere to go…
I wonder—can we hold
That much silence?
Just a Drop
God is creating—moment by moment—
What is on His mind?
Some live in the darkest caves,
Some in blazing heat,
Planets floating silently in the sky…
Why is He creating?
Who is watching them?
He needs no recognition.
And in this stillness, I realize—
The knowledge I hold
Is just a drop in the ocean.

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