http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L2J5ok_ywxs
Current inspiration…
Be who you are…
And no more…
For a life spent trying to please…
Too often leads to misery…
If he or she won’t let you be…
And treats you as some small piece of sweet…
As that taste leaves so quickly…
And leaves behind pain…
You will never feel at ease…
Trying to find peace…
In a being such as he/she…
Darling don’t cry…
Aint worth it…
We should all dream….
My love…
My dreams…
Soothing herbal scents…
Mixed with sweet mind mending essences…
Can’t comprehend these scented blessings…
Can’t help but trespass passed this messing…
Messages claim we cannot be this way…
Shunned away by the hear and dear say..
“You don’t belong with him”
Unwanted Ms. and Mr. mix…
“Nix this miss”
“True love is more than just this”
“Ms. Sweetness…You deserve sweeter than sin.”
The allure of love has cost us so much…
Loss of all those around and above…
For we feel faith has forsaken us…
As is what was once so sweet has soured…
Where lovers meet to be we now quarrel…
Over the little stuff…
Stuck in the rut of never ending…
Buss…
Hands hold onto trust…
As I gaze into your eyes…
I see the worries…
The strife…
My love…
Your sweetness is enough…
Meeta meri…
Merry Marry…
Love crosses all barriers…
Brought on by societies…
Jaan meri…
Rays of hope…
The essence of hope…
The essence of solace…
Dare I say…
The warmth that emanates…
From your embrace…
Help me feel safe…
Shed my shell…
And let loose all I’ve felt…
Help spell out love….
In my own soft way…
From this warm night…
Into the bright days…
Forever maintained…
By shared love…
Shared faith…
Finished writing this piece.
Draft Below
“Programming the Universe {Multiverse}”
Light…
Is all this just math…?
Or is this patchwork of processes….
Blessed by a Divine Mass…?
Or perhaps all by chance…
Faith beckons me to step back…
And ponder on the place of man…
Within the strands of this perfect program…
Parse through each data point…
To find some logic…
And anoint a joint force…
From this masterful process…
Access to the Divine code…
The strings behind all known and unknown…
The finite glows…
Echo back a past…
That we’ve yet to fully grasp…
For light speed only gives us their memories…
In a shift of red we read their histories…
And wonder where we shall be amongst this tapestry…
Just a hairline in time…
Revealed through texts…
And codified by all lives…
Apprised by this precious gift of life…
Light…
Is all this just math…
Or is this patchwork of processes….
Blessed by a Divine Mass…
Or perhaps all by chance…
Faith beckons me to step back…
And ponder on the place of man…
Within this perfect program…
Parse through each data point…
To find some logic…
And anoint a joint force…
From this masterful prose…
Access to the Divine code…
The strings behind all known and unknown…
One of the many masterpieces that inspire those peaceful pieces of me…
Intro: A little experimental. Our shared faiths…
Love & Faith…
Beams from beanstalk seeds…
Birth beneath erupts rosaries…
Each speak of beliefs in Beings…
Paths rooted in need…
A reason to be…
Foreseen through infinite means…
As this scene means more than what we see…
For faith has but one tree…
From which all beliefs be…
Bumbling beeing humbly meet…
Mix scents into similes…
My belief…
Yours and in between…
Shared seeds…
Faiths’ finity is so sweet…
Intro {Poetic}:
They say the laws of physics are never invented…
Principles of uncertainty beckon me to wonder what is real and what is theory…?
The mechanics of time and space have long been debated and weighted by great minds who seem at a loss for how and why…?
What guides these loose strings of time…?
What is their relation to life…?
Should we even think in such terms…?
What about the beauty…?
Imagine…
Time’s fine twine is in tatters now, but beauty is still profound…
Notice the strings as they come unbound from the vacuum of supposed non-sounds…
Collisions of particles bound by atomic clouds…
Primordial crowns that pulsate through the night…
Imagine the Divine Might behind this show of lights…
Where the lines drawn between energy and matter no longer matter….
Particles scatter…
And the double helix ladders that make up us…
Have the imprints of a Higher Being that can’t be seen…
Yet Whose grace can be observed…
Perhaps the very words of our Holy Books and Hadeeths can shed light upon these mysteries…
My belief…Every single soul has been imbued with the power of love and ability to spread peace…
I notice that through all this organized chaos, speaks a form of speech that transcends any weak bonds from those wrinkles in time…
The beauty of The Divine is part of the very twine which we try to endlessly define…
No matter how the lines and equations shall be drawn, I’ll always find a reason to pause..
Just an individual soul…Reflecting on the majesty bestowed upon all of us…
Silent Scholar 