Let it all out on the Inside
We’re drowning by astounding numbers
It’s the consciousness that lacks
It’s the accumulating this and that
We even accumulate deficiency
Based on choices without facts
What other cure do I have
Than to walk and think
Sit to expound just write
Let it last just as long
As deep as we’ve been able
To empty ourselves out
Carving knowledge in the caverns
Of the things we were taught not to shout
Reversed Twins
What’s the beauty behind the blue door,
A mysterious twin I’ve never seen before.
Is it a coincidence to see myself,
In the market and places I go,
Separated during creation,
Lost in societal confusion,
Discovered through dharma,
Completion of connection.
Yin was never without yang.
Without looking behind the blue door,
Just a knowing I’ve known before.
Just a glassy girl
She’s such a starlit girl
(on the outside)
She goes home at night so pleasantly
(you never know what she’s going to write)
The feelings inside don’t escape
(until the evenings date)
What you wear has no consequence
(beauty lasts without confidence)
Lacking till the day one dies
(we can be filled if we just decide)
