Playground of the mind


 

How long still
In the whirl
Of nights and shadows?

Spiders spinning
Nets of games
Tempting, wringing
Twisting names

Giving and taking
Losing and shaking
Tricks in pockets
Fired words, smart rockets

Lost the lights and ways
Preaching the nights as days
Mixed in confusion
To call it love and fusion

At the edge of these games
Eagles fly in the sky
Free from words and names
Pure, without a lie

Look in the light
Dear friend of truth
Sail like a kite
From yourself let loose

How long still
In the whirl
Of nights and shadows?

In the nameless land
There is a giving hand…

DididArtist, 25.02.2012

 

Advertisements

Touching truth


 

 

Mind loves to play
Enters worn out pathes
Seeks happiness
In his own house (ego)

Stays away from the truth
Loves deceptions and tricks
Kidnaps and seduces
Head and heart

Remains anchored
In the game of time performed
Directs and deceives
Keeps one “comfortable”

Any excuse is welcome
If only soul is controlled
Living fields of wishes ploughed
Inside journey prevented

“Tomorrow, tomorrow I meet the truth!”
Mind speaks to itself again and again
Fearing the truth
To be robbed, to be changed…

… To lose control… to lose old habits…

DidiArtist, 26.02.2019