owls and crocodiles

owls and crocodiles
sunflowers
and shiny armours
over a caterpillar's chest
no way better to look at nature's best

vegetable stew at dinner after a walk at the park..
wondering why my arms are so weak
after my workout.. what a week..
what a day..
its nice when we can share a smile and play..
with the dog
with our friends
life is short
but then again it never ends..

perhaps this body will shed and die sometime
as these bricks and stones may too dissolve to dust.
but the everescent life in a flower after the flower..
still dwells in life..
can we feel it?
or are we too busy in our minds?

its neat when we can use this recycling machine, and let out what we let in.
and as we clean it layer by layer
everything becomes clearer
everything becomes more transparent

and soon without trying
everything has a different face
everything becomes loving
because we see the lovingness within any and all acts.

people are lost sometimes and consumed by suffering
it can be so sad to watch and even
at times confusing
but let us not only focus on what is bad
for there is a glow of oneness within everyone,
and that's that
as i experience it.

and when a lost soul sees eyes of love regardless of whatever he has caused,
he too may finally for once feel accepted,and thru that love, which he probably never felt before,
will flower a transformation,
and love
may be the main ingredient from then on,
or not the,
may be it may take more time.
but a seed of kindness has been shared
for all ways
and perhaps it may be continued to be shared,
can we share it today?
we may not realize the power in our hug, in our smile, in our love..
until we see beyond
but regardless..
can we be true?
and love beyond most means?
all else that is not love eventually brings us back to the essence o

salutation to the moon

salutation to the moon
so bright
u amplify
life.
u strike the very chord in me
and as i see you i see me.

we are all reflections of eachother.
we are all mirror images of oneanother.
sometimes we hate to admit
that the weaknessess in him
we feel sometimes also..
until the honest heart
sheds an honest cry,
and eventually an honest laugh
and by this we awaken our path..
we transform
we transcend
we surpass
to no end
and slowly the layers slough off more and more until all is left is the crystal inside that remains warm.

and then we see within ourselves the same way as we see the moon
bright
transparent
loving
and forever
in bloom