I looked at the religion of my birth
There were questions it couldn’t answer
I looked at the religion of oneness
And found that there were many
1) Peace is when things are whole.
Otherwise, it always in pieces.
2) If connecting with the consciousness is absolute heaven,
connecting with the conscience can sometimes be arrant hell.
Get your Choos off and then your Prada
Now peel off a layer and then another
Unveil the diaphanous
Disrobe the all-encompassing
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Moments of silence
Moments of solitude
No clock, no companion
Moments in a pensive mood
Sometimes noon and sometimes night
Moments when the mind’s a maze
Cup of coffee by my side
Ceiling, window, idle gaze
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I see Hope flit before my eyes transient, evanescent
and then she disappears momentarily
taking my Belief with her.
Again, she reappears teasingly
rekindling the Faith immanent.
And Desire lives on…