15 April, 2009

All

All
Category: Life

All, everything,
I do
roars inside.
Can you hear it?

All my
waking breath
every aching step.
Can you see it?

All, everything,
I don't say-
can't say-
Can you feel it?

Divinity

What
is divine?
In an already
blinding existence,
how
does one
see
the light?

How
does one
find
the divine?

What
separates

and

differentiates

light
from
light?


I

See

Old
gray eyes
once black
once white,
crisp and sharp
now
dull and worn.

Sight of youth,
not yet gone
for good.

Now,
eyes shut

mind,

I see.