Farther and farther
Getting nowhere
Landing hard
Trying to run
Spinning out
Losing traction
Oh dear god
What have I done

Stinging sweat
Tunnel vision
Barking dogs
On my trail
Alarm clock rings
Time to get up
Life is one long dream
In hell
............

I’m stuck scared in the dark wars
my soul has been fighting for so long.
Where the colors of freedom
are as lightless as my dreams.
A place where I thought
I’ve built
my own path,
With gleaming rose petals I scattered
as guide
when I couldn’t find my way home.
And as I continue to travel
the route of strength and despair,
Begging to dance with me,
the healing light came.
But my muddy, mangled feet seemed
unresponsive and silent.
My heart’s withering and weakening.
My soul’s totally worsening.
The sky went gray again
and the dark clouds rolled in.
But nothing can totally dim
my valorous heart that shines within.
I got up and started dancing my prayers with my heartbeat as music.
My body resonated with love
and the light’s most powerful healing.
A melodious, creative cosmic rhythm wrapped my entire being.
With the ethereal light continued
to dance through every tiny cell of me.
Mending,
Surviving,
In these blustery storms,
I’m still dancing.

In my mind
I have been living
Three separate lives
Simultaneously
Interrogating  the presence of
My individual realization,

In the mirror I am
This voodoo man
He weaves a spell
Turning heaven into hell,
Like the Wild Wild West
Pain, sorrow are his paths
Where He cries everyone’s tears
A vulnerability that’s too real,
His collective realization ,

In the mirror I am
this understanding man
Who lingers in a pathway
That offers solace
A momentarily reprieve
From all that ails him
Where laughter still comes,
My higher realization ,

Then again

In the mirror I am
That man with the wings ,
Where I stay high above all
Turns hell into heaven
Where the light remains lit
In the darkness that is mine.

Sweet magical man
With a magical heart.

In the mirror all at once!

Oh, my birthplace
You're filled with goodness
Oh my motherland
You're filled with happiness
Oh, my birthplace!

The cold air in the early sunshine
these all pleasure are mine
There really is no place
without your loving things

Your melody plays in green forests
give me joy and gladness
and the hair of your paddy field
makes me surprised!
These things make me happy.

The tunes and songs of birds
and the pretty smelling flowers
make my soul smile and cold
I'd catch your moon shines!