Unto ThySelf

Man sitting by the river

New day is setting in.
I wake up to begin,
To catch the magic in-between,
before I join the mainstream.

Stillness is arising from within.
The hummm reverberating deep inside my head.
I focus on my breath,
No, I am not mad.

What keeps me here I wonder.
Why on Earth have I become to be,
I ponder.

Who am I?
No more thoughts, all words reside.
The humm reverberating deep inside.

I fill my lungs with fresh, clean morning air,
I have the privilege, I can.
Thank you for this gift called life,
despite all the sufferings and misery,
of the Kali Yuga time.

We all arrive with diverse blessings,
accompanied with many burdens.
Plentiful desires painting each and every canvas.

The unfulfilled ones that we brought into this world,
the newly forged ones,
to keep us entertained.
I do wonder,
How long can we keep up this game?

What happens when all your desires get exhausted,
when they disappear?
When the joie de vivre loses its mystical appeal.

At last, will I be able to surrender,
to become your Luciferus, your Phosphorus, your light bearer?
Offering myself unto you,
Serving you without a question,
no expectations,
without resistance,
zero interference.

Will I? Can I?

My path is no longer a question of choice.
My journey is your journey.
A journey of surrender unto you.
As I bow before you,
I prostrate myself.
I give myself to you.
I lose MySelf,
Unto ThySelf.

Tears, cleansing from within,
I hold on to the eternal humm.

My truth is your truth,
and I shall walk this path as long as it may take.
Shining light upon you,
as long as fire burns inside me.
As long as you will have me.
As long as you will hold me, guide me.

Unto ThySelf


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