What is an empath
I person who neurologically
Feels emotions of other people
You cannot hide from them
As I am one
I have felt the emotions
Of myself
And another
Since I could cognitively remember

My spiritual abilities
My knowledge
Of religion
Bible or Quran
Where handed down to
Me via blood
Via DNA

They started when I was
Four years of age
And that was when I realized my soul
The very essence of my mind
Had a passport
As well
My spirit age 4000
My mortal age
31

Hello cosmos,
I ask for forgiveness
for every act of compulsiveness.

A Breath Away...

You may rise -
    Beyond the skies
          Gather wealth -
              Muster stealth
Walk towards perfection-
   Run away from rejection
          Share a smile-
              Look inwards for awhile
Burn with hate-
   For someone’s status, color, race or body shape
         Enjoy your sleep-
            Hike up a mountain peak
Shower love-
   Be thankful for the supreme power above
          Drown in heart ache-
             Swim ashore as you have faith
Wander in a forest of jealousy-
    Establish a legacy
    
Whatever you choose...
    Whichever side you sway ...
          Just remember - THE END-could be just A BREATH AWAY....
           @inder

Sometimes the weight of waiting
Overwhelms me down to despair
When the world is moving so fast
My waiting feels like wasting time
When the winter season lingers long
When dry, decay, death dance dread
My soul becomes weary wanting out
When questions remain unanswered
Inviting more pain, doubt, desolations
Waiting feels like a slow stuckness

When I turn my eyes toward my heart
I notice the yeast rising in the darkness
Slowly, unhurried, directed by stillness
Time is transformed becoming a midwife
No longer the hurried fast train conductor
I settle slowly into an unfamiliar rhythm
Into a divine soul adjusted time
Inviting me to come in step by step
Deeper deeper into the dark night
Only when I surrender to waiting
Only then I see the distant light

What is my pride?
I'm a Baha'i, I study math and physics, and I study
martial arts.
Then this is where people may hurt me the most.
They will make my dimension into a lie,
contradict what I know so well.
A shove or a push, even a slap or hit only affects my body.
Hurting my feelings by making me feel unloved, that
is only my mammalian brain.
But defying my reason and insight - this is where I am
most weak.
To call my religion a plan of the Illuminati,
by calling my science untrue,
by saying I don't know anything of martial arts.
This is where the ego of the world now dwells:
within the reasoning mind.
This is where my testing will take place:
letting go of knowledge
to meet the words of the naysayer.

I will take your words and
transform them into love.
Then I will wait until I find a companion
heart, to tell my truth to.