Playing with the truth


 


Playing with the truth

Like the season returns
Within the wheel of time
Life and death are reborn

Like the echo in the mountain
Mirrors back to our self
So our words and deeds resound

Unless we are really aware
Of the inner light and truth
Our sharing increases confusion

If we share without real knowledge
Our thoughts, experience, opinions
Are a contagious disease from mind to mind

If our motives are of good nature
And our deeds are a leaf in the wind
The credit goes to the street of darkness

May we fear of what we give and take
And turn our little “we” into His Will
To live divine knowledge, His sharing

Then we will understand
That nothing we can give from “ourselves”
So ultimately become His humble servant…

But sometimes we pretend to be humble
Not knowing that we cheat us, bear a mask
Just another way of the colour of mind

Seeing is believing…

DidiArtist, 16.03.2012

 

Justification and confirmation


 


Justification and confirmation

In the labyrinth of life
Dead ends are entered
With pride as a drive
Manipulated, mentored

False sights ensnared
In the light of others
Confirmed, impaired
Trap for sisters, brothers

A barb in the heart
To spread illusion
Mind of the art
Black blood infusion

Houses built on sandy grounds
With bricks of charming words
That leave the truth in wounds
To raise illusive worlds

Flattered ways prepared
Where feet are lost
With filth besmeared
The light in frost

Dressed in uniforms
Following the cross
Of worn out norms
In ignorance and loss

A chorus of praise
Along the sky
A costly price
So why…?

DidiArtist, 07.03.2012