My Friend

Been a while,
A wave of your hand,
A pat on my shoulder,
A twinkle in your eyes.

Our conversations,
Short and sweet,
On the go and otherwise,
Is something that I will cherish.

Like the wind in the bell,
Like the dew in the morning,
Like the yellow of the flower,
Like the smell of rain.

Now the bell is silent,
The dew is gone,
The flower has but faded,
The moisture is all but not there.

I feel full,
I feel nourished,
I feel safe,
I feel you within.

Not yet,
Some other time,
Some other place,
We will meet, my friend.

Until then…


Do you feel the breeze?

Do you feel the earth?

Do you feel fire?

Do you feel water?


Good. You are alive.


But what drives you?

Do you think it is desire?

Do you think it is ambition?

Do you think it is emotion?


Sit back

Break the two

Seek the connection

It is but a hole



We do not seek what we want

We seek what is missing

It is but a hole



It is your choice

If you would like to stare down the hole

Be sucked into the bottomless entity




Keep Still!




Search for a Kingdom

With an open sky

Which embraces you

Which surrounds you


Search for a space

With an ocean of ideas

Which permeates you

Through every nerve and sinew


Search for a body

Of Truth

Of Honesty

Of Zeal


Search for an Idea

Which never ends

In captivating you

In expanding you


The sun cannot burn you down

The ocean cannot drown you

The earth cannot bury you


This is my Knigdom

I am the King!


A Hero is born
On the dark side of the moon
Where the forest is the thickest
When the moment is tempest

Yield not
Fear Not
Seize the moment
It’s been waiting for you

The world yields
Time slows
Oceans step aside
Kings bow

Take a stand
The world awaits you
The Queen of hearts
It’s always been you


The Tree

There was a tree
Which did not know
When it was a seed
What lay within

When it grew
It thought it was a sprout
But it never stopped growing
Not even when it thought itself a bush

Bigger it grew
To became a tree
But the tree was confused
Would it bear fruits?
Would it provide shade?

Or so the tree thought
And it bore fruits
And it provided shade
And lived to see a thousand suns

And so our lives lay
Before us
We know not what lays within
We know not what the future has in store

Let it be

Jar of time

Time had no meaning
Time has no meaning
Time is but a point in time
Like a grain of sand
In an hour glass

But the grain which falls
Does not rise again
The speck which disappears
Does not appear again
Like a picture losing intensity
Time wins all

In this time
Which is left
Let us make it count
Not by the weight of our existence
But by the weight of what we owe to others
As a child
As a parent
As a friend
As a loyal partner

Let time give birth
So that time is never ending
On and on
From one generation to another


Long time

Hi there. Long time.

I feel like a snake. Changin!

Now the skin is tight and nice. Rubbin!

Feels nice and smooth. Kickin!

Tell me…now.