The whirlpool of doubt
And the calm waters
Of certitude
Close Your Eyes
Close your eyes and let this be
Another opportunity
Just to see if you can see
A little better
Be a shame if you are blind
To the treasures you can find
Once you understand your mind
A little better
Another opportunity
Just to see if you can see
A little better
Be a shame if you are blind
To the treasures you can find
Once you understand your mind
A little better
Seashells
Some words
Like sea shells
Lay beneath
The sands of consciousness
Remaining there in silence
By the shore
That when
Some day
The waves
Of knowledge
Crash upon your beach
Their beauty isn’t hidden
Anymore
Like sea shells
Lay beneath
The sands of consciousness
Remaining there in silence
By the shore
That when
Some day
The waves
Of knowledge
Crash upon your beach
Their beauty isn’t hidden
Anymore
Banquet
The adab of The Host
Who asks no guest
To exit His banquet
But He lets the rebellious
And profane to st(r)ay
In a subtle, Divinely
Elaborate way
Then leave on their own
All on their own
—
Hold fast like a layer
Of moss upon stone
Hold fast
Who asks no guest
To exit His banquet
But He lets the rebellious
And profane to st(r)ay
In a subtle, Divinely
Elaborate way
Then leave on their own
All on their own
—
Hold fast like a layer
Of moss upon stone
Hold fast
Sweet Poison
Sin is sweeter
Than the sweetest honey
Drain the glass, you’re
In paradise
Watch the time turn
What’s warm and sunny
Feel the wind blow
Your heart to ice
Than the sweetest honey
Drain the glass, you’re
In paradise
Watch the time turn
What’s warm and sunny
Feel the wind blow
Your heart to ice
Friday
The Thursday sun is in its grave
So flee the darkness for the cave
And drown yourself to ride the wave
Now dry your face and kiss the sand
So flee the darkness for the cave
And drown yourself to ride the wave
Now dry your face and kiss the sand
Silt
Generosity is a river
Every river has a source
And the source is the farthest from
Where the rivers ends, of course
You’re just the silt on the banks But, thanks
Every river has a source
And the source is the farthest from
Where the rivers ends, of course
You’re just the silt on the banks But, thanks
Keep Walking
Walk the path
Heed the sign
Break a rule?
Pay the fine
Walk the path
Heed the sign
Break a rule?
Pay the fine
Walk the path
Make A Plan
First of all
If you didn’t
Put a match
And some flint
In your pocket
Before you start
That’s the most important part
Now make a plan
Let it sit
For an hour
Or a day
Then come back
Look at it
In a condescending way
Make a change
Turn some screws
Run projections
Render views
Let it sit
Once again
While you catch up
With a friend
Grow your plan
Let it be
Like the branches
Of a tree
If there’s fruit
Well and good
Otherwise
There’s firewood
So make a plan
If nothing else
It’ll keep you warm
Fearfully
The fear of being proved wrong:
Lose it, it’s weighing you down
The fear of being proved right:
Find it, and keep it around