When i look at you ,you are dense and vast
Like withered debris from gunfire's blast
At first glance full of beauty and peace
Puzzled and complicated when look into deep
Happy, sad ,angry confused or frail ?
Sometimes i feel "cat chasing it's tail"
At first, i found you full of different things
Realised,in all your tunes ,One song you sing!
Song of life and death, song of stillness and breath
Existence ,survival, revolution and growth
Song of good and bad ,song of light and dark
Song is actually" One "sung by reptile or lark
Everything around is your thought's reflection
As you are experiencing your own expressions
As you had no one to play along with you
And to do so created countless versions of you
From tiny to huge stuck in crazy rotation
Everything here seem to follow same old fashion
I wonder what set you on this clueless roam ?
Or you acted randomly on your first thought own
Did you think of the way and everything be need ?
Or you felt content by holding single seed (hope to reach somewhere maybe)
Seed of desire to swirl in an endless dance ?
Making sure joining you all your nuance
Where is the wall that gives back what it take?
Why all actions done here are "echoing back" ?
Trying to figure out some mystery unsolved ?
Is there with you anybody else is involved ???
Is this circulation is just meaningless passion?
Or you too have some specific destination ?
If you searching something ,how silly this sound
How one get somewhere by going round and round?
Or your swirl is way of transformation ?
From "being" to not "being" a silent conversion ?
Is all the existential labour is done for purification ?
So you can embrace back your Centre after Liberation ?
My all assumptions will keep me anxious
Until i melt and dissolve into your ocean
Maybe i will find answer ever or never will be
But being part of your journey is enough for me!
