We Are Led To See
We are led to See
Awakening leads to sleep,
Sleep searches awakening,
We strive for color in light
Truth springs up in the night.
The night spreads smiles,
We need insight and love,
The sea of darkness rises ,
And strange are its shores.
We run away from the reality,
It scares us, intimidates us,
And we borrow minds to think,
Eyes to see and souls to stay.
Why are we enamored of light ?
Reality can appear as different,
Something hopeful, very bright,
Maybe colorful than all colors.
We never pause to see inside,
And fail to perceive peril ahead,
We miss the most real thing,
Our minds should open more.
Our hearts should care more,
Our eyes need a sharp focus,
To dive deep to lose or to find,
This existential whole mystery.
This nakedness and stupidity,
The reach of this endless crust.
Maybe we have to crucify us all,
Wipe the slate off, clear the mind.
Leave all paths and choose ours,
We grab crumbs and are floored,
We don't see but are led to see,
Where is beauty ? Where is bliss ?
Beauty and Bliss
Hundreds of guys do we meet,
How fast we forget , go our way,
We do gather but a few glances,
An ocean of grandeur ignored.
Is beauty a handful of damsels ?
Sizzling sound, intense gestures !
Lying in a solitary corner of mind,
To relish for a few hours or days.
Dump deep into ocean of past,
Not to raise our voice again,
So many faces for us to read,
A vast treasure to see and savor.
We wonder how they reach us,
We fall for but a few moments,
Soon drop dead as dry leaves,
And run fast like wheels go by.
Our minds sweep them away,
In the light, things look bright
Or light is beauty, who cares ?
We die for things not in sight.
Deep beneath lies viel a vast,
We like to peep into the future,
We tend to spurn the darkness,
She is tranquil,serene and calm.
Our living makes death dreary,
Why do we so clamor for light?
Why this madness for heaven ?
This division of good and bad ?
Isn't night as beautiful as a day ?
We wander in the wilderness,
We search into this magic web,
All bliss, beauty and pleasure.