Savannah and Hilton Head Island ...

The Dream

I could see ....
I will die at 10 30 Am...
Today..
Something is going to kill me..
or Someone..

With no knowledge of when,
Where,
By whom,
and most importantly,
Why?

I could observe things
in a much better way..
I was sharp on my senses
Knew exactly how to spend
the little time I had..

No one had any idea
What my mind was thinking..
Probably the best set of thoughts..
While I could see the ship sinking..

The people I saw
Were a strange set...
The ones I would..
Like to forget..
But they were waiting..
For me to pay their debt...

And I saw her...
But never looked in her eyes...
For I didn't want her to know
How much this soul has loved her..
and would continue to do so..
even after it's carrier dies...

And there I was
with no regrets....
Placing my bets ..
On the fatal threats..
Getting answers to
all my quests...

Those last minutes..
I was totally with my Self..
Glad to be alone..

And then I had
a sweet realization...
the fear of my killer coming
if now the fear of the clock ticking..

If I stop the clock..
I thought I wouldn't die...
I laughed my ass out ...
As I saw it coming..

And there was the transition...
as I was still chuckling..

Unrest...

No happiness...
No act of kindness...
No charity..
No cool breeze of the west...
No morning ray of the Sun...
No mother's touch...
No genuine friend...
No great achievement...
No sense of pride...
No pure tenderness....
No good soul...
No solace....
No reason to live....
Can calm this agitated Mind....

Disconnect....

A desire...
To be left..
To be immune...
To be isolated...
From all the wordly things..
From all the emotions....
Trying to encroach the soul...
Making it hard to breathe..
Suffocating to the core...
Making it vulnerable....
To even the smallest hint of solace.....

A Tribute

With the desire to walk forever.......
The lush green fields...
Distant mountains...
The golden snow clad peaks...
With the evening sun rays...
of The early Spring.....

The breeze tickle the weeds....
The rustling sound of the leaves....
The White-crowned Sparrows flying home...
The soft moist soil touching your feet....

The potholes and The thorns...
make you focus on The Path....
Get You back to Reality...
with a Purpose....

perhaps....
make you learn...

to cherish The desire....
Despite the hurdles...
Covet the feeling.....
Beyond death....

To be standing at a peak....
Naked.....
to surrender Your Self...
Solely...
Completely.....
to The Creator....
by taking a Dip...

Feel what you don't want to feel...

When You know
You have a thought to ignore...
The thought.. you didn't recognize the worth of...
At the right time...
The thought...... that would have been...
The most serene....
The happiest moment in your life...
But...
You know it when the moment is gone...
Probably because the moment is gone...

But the same thought....
Though equally supreme and divine...
Cannot be tolerated by the mind....
It does not want to have it....
Because the thought is just
The result of sublimation....
The source of it is no more....
Only the essence..
Spreading in no particular direction..
freely... slowly... steadily...
No support.. nothing to hold on to...
So afraid...
because it has nothing to fear... nothing to lose...

The mind wants to be free from that...consciously
It remembers what it needs to forget...
And goes through the hurt again..
And again....
Being oblivious of the consequences...

Because the rules don't apply to the origin...
A thought is genuine...
Because it is from the subconscious...
And it's no justice to suppress it...

The rules apply only when the thought
Has surfaced...
And when the mind has gone through....
All it wants to avoid..

A Paradox...

Probably..somewhere beneath....
It wants to go through all that...
But consciously.....
It doesn't want to feel...

So is there....
Really a choice..
For what you want to feel...
What you want to go through..
Or what....
You don't want to go through....