Abide

Hungry are the ghosts,
they live outside,

preying on edible appearances,

lost and found,

not profound,

that can't withstand, 

the hearty but.

How and ever?
Could be that for which,
an outstanding perpetuity exists?

Let us smile,
after all, the pain of is that becomes,
is invoked and called upon us,
by us, for the sake of us.

Let us remember,
The self-inflicted blindness,
unperceived by the perceived.

Let us not forget,

That heaven,

when weakens seeks.

Let us rejoice,
Blindness perceived, no more is,
ever present and etherial indeed,
how familiar the welcoming is.

Fullness abides,

the immovable ground is moved,
for us, without us,

in every way and step taken,

how in-standing and complete,
the way is.

So my dear friend,

a compassionate blessing, 

a beacon of light for lost and found,
a climber of topless mountains,
always be.

Now was always, a never and forever.
Let us humbly remember, and forget too!

Who ever wrote a single word?

The answer

When I believe I have the answer I am lying,
When I believe you have the answer I am lying,

Half truth

we operate logically
only to live illogically,
if that is understood,
half the truth is realised,
with the other half,
nowhere to be seen.

Blindness

Blindness inflicted is a treasure found,
at the beginning of a busy road,
in plain daylight for all to see.

don't stumble nor be stunned,

A thunder is only a lighting for the deaf.

the path is long and uninviting.

a moment

a continuous singularity,
of things that were,
of things to come,
all that,
the present moment is.

Movement

pure energy entangled
let, come, forth
flesh and bones pushed
aside, ahead, above and below
beyond idols that astound

In flames

cleansing flames
light as air
on muddy waters settle
the serpent's vapours