Redemption

About time for redemption

Praying for salvation

Learn from mistakes

Apply the brakes

Do not repeat

What can defeat

It will feel alright

Raised to new height

Give thanks for this insight

To which you will never alight

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It's a beautiful day
I've been wasting away.
Sitting in silence,
All thoughts are astray.
I think to myself of the time I have lost.
I think of great things and how much they will cost.
And how can it be the body can't afford?
The things that my soul will try to adore.
It's all time and money. These things I don't have.
When I'm dead and rotting I'm sure I'll be glad.
When space-time is time-space and nothing exists.
Even though it's all there and my thoughts will persist.
Then I won't worry of the waste I've become.
There won't be emotion inside the ashram.

The Smoke

I hold everything in the palm of my hand.

Choosing for amusing purposes firsthand.

Nothing has ever been so at ease.

Aiming for nothing else but to please.

Give joy to myself and the rest of the world.

Negative emotions are consumed and curled.

Determination is at its strongest point.

Bestowed upon from the universal joint.

That’s blazed and burned down to nothing.

But up from the ashes comes a special something.

A smoke that few have been cognizant of before.

It comes from the winds that blow ashore.

In swirls of color that can't be described.

This smoke cannot be circumscribed.

Because it contains all the energy that exists.

Omnipotent and omnipresent; it always persists.

Achievement

It’s amazing to do anything you please.
Because in your hand lie the keys.
Weigh the morality of the choices you make.
Sometimes you'll give and sometimes you'll take.
But what you give you will receive,
And the chosen actions will start to weave,
A web of a movement in the direction to,
The goals set in motion for you to follow through.
Anything is attainable in the right frame of mind.
Time is endless when you know how to unwind.

The Future IS Ours

Our ability to imagine is a beautiful thing.
Open our minds to the wonders we'll bring.
Think of something done and twist it around.
There's always something bound to be found.
Arrange and churn inside of our heads.
Meddle with them to witness the spreads.
The room for expansion is seemingly endless.
The advancement of innovation is among our trendless.

It Could Be Tomorrow

What if one of my crazy actions took the wrong turn?

Would this be the last thing that continues to burn?
Through your head of what could have been.
The things, places and friends I could easily win.

What if you never saw me again?
Would you tell everyone you were my friend?
Through all that I've been through would you remember?
And pass a fat J on the 13th of December.

What if I took a bad leap off a cliff?
Would this be my last written riff?
Through the good and the bad, happy, and sad.
Will you try to keep my spirit going rad?

What if I got into an accident of crazy proportions?
My life scrambled up in dissatisfying distortions.
Through memories and connections that I have made.
Will you keep them strong and never let them fade?

What if I died of an unknown disease?
Would you cry and get down on your knees?
Through all the places I wanted to travel.
Would you spread my ashes to let my puzzle unravel?

Reincarnation

the sun shines down.
the rays heat up.
the water pours into the bottomless cup.
the palm tree leans.
the leaves sway in the wind.
the hopeful coconuts are pinned.
the wave comes crashing over.
the palm tree disappears.
the tree's worst fears.
the shadow dissipates.
the coconuts float and spread.
the palm tree is never dead.
the coconuts find land.
the sand buries the seed.
the sun and water feeds it’s need.
the tree begins to grow.
the tree's past life is unknown.
the new coconuts set the tone.
the wave comes crashing over.
the palm tree disappears.
the tree's worst fears.