A man knocked on my door late one evening and looked at me in pity

“I wish you could feel,” he said, and then he walked away.

Sometimes he comes back, each time his eyes full of hope, but each time he smiles and walks away. He seems to be waiting for me to do something, but I can’t figure it out.

One day I waited in meditation and called to him with the mantra: “I am ready.” They never saw me again.

Just like that man, your eternal soul is waiting for you to remove the veil of shadow from the eyes of your soul. When you believe and seek awakening with 100% of your being, then the old man will take you home. He is lonely and waiting.

Hold not onto your wealth, for it will soon fade away

Give up your desires, they will lead you astray

Don’t turn from suffering when it comes, it reminds you of this:

The Truth is that we are all dying and nothing is more important than your spirit

Don’t waste your life waiting to live another

Tend to your soul, take heed of the watcher

When you are ready, he will take you home

I’ve seen enough of this world the way that it is

Man is unkind and suffering hurts, people have lost their way

There is nowhere to go here but pain, this must stop

There is no other option but change

We live in ignorance and wait for someone else

There is no someone else

We are all tied to our fates and so we tie ourselves to death

We should tie ourselves to hope instead

Everyone is waiting for you

Your heart is waiting for you

God is waiting for you

I know you feel it…

Do what you feel must be done, regardless of the consequences

The hand of God will bless your lonesome path

There is no place to look but up anyway

Why don’t you focus on that?

Am I a man born to till the earth?

Am I a king meant to rule the world?

Where does my path go, and why does it go that way…does it even matter?

Maybe I am a soul trapped in this frame, waiting to be freed.

Maybe I am a spirit trolling through the plains, suffering for my greed.

Where am I going and do I have a choice?

Surely there must be someone who knows where this path leads…maybe they are hiding

Hidden in the trees they mock me for my ignorance

They see me struggling and laugh at the insignificance of it all

He knows it doesn’t matter, the only difference between him and I is he knows it all

I know nothing

Maybe I should stop and wait for him to get bored, then he might share his secret

We all need to know the secret, eventually…

I am going to go home and leave my doors unlocked and sit in silence until he enters.

I’ll be waiting for him and he for me.

and the clouds began to show

I felt the fire of those before

but was snuffed out in the snow

The search for hope is an exhausting task

Resolve is not enough

when so many others are eager to crash

It takes a little love

With devotion I look into the eyes of masters gone before me

I pray to see the path they left and ask their light shone on me

Breathe into me your life and help me walk my path

To serve the earth and all dimensions, my passions left in back