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Saturday, 23 January 2016
Karma
The flaming desire
The abyss of ego
Will not let me be free
From this whirlwind-cycles of life
I come again and again
Bringing with me
The seed of my past karma
Nourish it with self love
And eat the fruit
When they are sweet
I cherish and lose myself in it
Creating more seeds
For this life, next life
When they taste bitter
Make me numb in sorrow
I groan
Play the blame-game
Will this feast never stop?
I wish to cut off all those tendrils of karma
That bind me to the flesh
Taking me away from Thou
My beloved God
Fill my every emptiness
With Thine thoughts
Let my desire be to see Thou
My beloved Lord
My beloved Father
My beloved Mother
My beloved Friend
My beloved Love
Let this little boat sail
Towards Thine shore
Thou alone Art True
All else is false, vain
Smeared with death
Posted for Sanaa’s Prompt Nights – Nothing Haunts Quite Like Karma [3]
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