Only if you could see…

Only if you could see…

the feelings behind an action,
the actions through a feeling,
the words behind a word,
the actions behind a feeling,
the feelings in a word,
the actions behind a word,
the thoughts behind a feeling,
the feelings in a thought,
the intentions behind an action,
the feelings behind an intention,
the actions through an intention,
the feelings through a word…

Only if you could see… the mystery.

The mystery behind your mind,
The mystery in your emotions,
The mystery in your actions,
The mystery in your feelings,
The mystery in your words…

Only if you could see… the irony.

The irony that you are,
The irony that you were,
The irony that you would be,
The irony that you could be,
The irony that you should be…

Only if you could see… the silence.

The silence where you came from,
The silence where you are,
The silence where you will dissolve,
The silence which you want,
The silence between an emotion, a thought, a feeling, an action…

Only if you see this…
the mystery opens up,
the irony dies a thousand deaths,
the intention intends,
the feelings feel,
the actions flows,
the words fall short,
And just compassion dwells.

Only if you see this…
Love swells.

Are you seeing? THIS? And THAT?

What is this life…

So many memories,

So many tries…

What is this life?

How much life has changed…

How much time has changed…

Why do memories remain the same?

Those beautiful times,

Those beautiful people,

Those beautiful promises,

Those beautiful words…

All seem so alive today…

Pray tell me, what is this life?

Those that aren’t here,

Those that weren’t there,

Those that are here,

Those that were there…

Why does my heart pain?

Sometimes I think of what is the use of such life?

Sometimes I think of what is the use of such memories…

Those which are beautiful yet not here,

Those which are difficult yet not here,

Those which are here but not so close,

Those which are close but not be,

Shouldn’t I just sleep? I am tired…

Pray, tell me, what is this life?

What is the use of everything,

That which is nothing, yet everything,

That which is something, yet nothing,

That which is everything, yet not one…

What is this life?

You breathe and you die,

You eat and you die,

You laugh and you die,

You cry and you die,

You sleep and you die,

Pray tell me, what is this life?

To the awakened this is a dream,

To the asleep this is a reality,

To the ignorant this is a misery,

To the joyous this is a death…

Pray tell me, what is this life?

You are there, yet you are not,

You are here, yet you are not,

You are now, yet you are not,

You are, yet you are not…

Pray tell me, what is this life?