Nataraj Express

Journey to the Self


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The idea of me

There is beauty
in knowing we
are imperfect.
But there is also pain.

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There is longing for meaning.
For completeness.
There is striving to become… 

what?

What is it
that I need
to feel enough?

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In learning to love
unanswered questions
I find some peace.

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In learning to love
Myself
I let go of the idea of me.

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Silence

For as long as breath
fills the present instant
there is Nowhere else to go.

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For as long as mind
is focused in the moment,
there is No One else to Be.

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I close my eyes and let
the rivers of tears
flow to my chest
and rest in my heart.

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I pray for the fear to leave.
I pray for the pain to desist.
I pray for suffering to end.

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Silence.

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When breath and mind,
heart and soul,
are dwelling in the infinite silence
of the eternal present,
there is Nowhere else to go.
No One else to Be.

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I remember this.
I breathe.
I stay in the uncomfortable
embrace of the Unknown.
Fear, pain and suffering
become illusions of a world
that is asleep and dreaming.

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Silence. 


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This emptiness

This emptiness fills me.
The longing for meaning,
for something timeless,
for truth,
for the eternal embrace of
freedom from fear,
longing for the source of everything
fuels my existence.
If the search ends
what is left?

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Nothing.

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Not my identity.
Not me.

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Only emptiness.

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Emptiness.


The path to peace isn’t really in the longing, in the search, in the looking outward for anything. I am aware of this. I know. The path to peace is letting go of the things that obscure our vision from seeing clearly that peace is already here, was always here, within us. There is Nothing to search for, only if like me, the essence of that Emptiness you always find by looking outwards fuels your passion and existence in this life.