Stay with your breath, With the sounds, With this second. Have you ever noticed How you are just the space Where everything appears? How you can’t hold on to a sound For more than it is? How you can’t hold on to the anger for more than a few seconds Unless we actively feed it with more thoughts?
Consciousness is tricky, but it’s simple. It is the only thing there is And its language is Love.
Find the tranquility within you. There will always be storms, But how you react will feed the severity of them. There will always be triggers, But shining a light on them will allow you to work on a deeper level of healing. Accept them and find their roots.
Let’s all ensemble in a meditation, We are all one nation. The frustration will disappear on location, Let’s all love each other even after cremation. I want to give an ovation To all the people who embraced acceptation, It is my own aspiration. Here comes the complication: We are all a constellation, And we all know there is no dark without the confrontation Of your shadow self, you need to have a conversation, It is all a contemplation. You need to ask the hard question “What am I ashamed of?” and work with dedication To accept, heal and integrate all parts, this is not a denigration. It will feel like devastation, Or maybe even a deviation. After all the excavation You will find, with exaltation, With no explanation, But lots of fascination, That we are all one, you were just in hibernation. Wake up to the senses, it’s over - the incubation! Go into the world, take an inhalation, And be a witness to how love can become an inspiration, Even an infestation - this is my inspiration. ‘Love each other’ should be a legislation, Let’s make it happen, it is our obligation.
Writings by Starmud 