Blissful Meditation-For Pastor Ken

To be unhappy is to run out of LIGHT.
When I find myself headed to darkness,
I reverse my actions.

I change course to another universe;
For I am proactive, not a victim.
I expand my vessel for LIGHT by...

Diffusing my ego,
Dropping false hopes and illusions,
Dumping depression,

Throwing doubts, pessimism,
And limited nature,
Melting the fears that freeze,

Blocking negative tendencies,
And memories from my consciousness,
Resisting agenda and ulterior motives,
Liberating addictions, keeping only
Addiction to the LIGHT,

Distancing myself from the material,
Turning hardships to strength and beauty,
Uprooting the negative seed,

Tapping into universal truths,
Teaching, not preaching,
Putting happiness over righteousness,

Concentrating on tolerance,
And receiving to share,
Removing hate and replacing it with compassion,
Spreading love for no reason.

I believe this revolution is possible
On a personal and global scale.
LIGHT is within.

Perfect Flower

Once I held the perfect flower
Here within my gentle hands
Love blossomed so beautifully
Only to die before the morning sun

Nurtured by the tenderness
I have within my hearts core
Rainbow colours appeared
To flow over each velvet petal

Suddenly that river ceased
Was taken from my soul
All that's left is shattered
Pieces upon the floor now

Grasp well the things you need
Leave all else outside the door

Step Back in Time

Each time I look in my thoughts
I see you smiling back at me
I step back in time once more
My heart leaps at the memory
I stare into your eyes again
Walk beside you in the rain
We can do it all one more time
All I have to do is close my mind
To realities cruel acts and deeds
We can live it all the way through
In just a moments passing time

Surrender

One more look over my shoulder
One more thought of things I love
One more step into the distance
One more deep breath and off I go

Hidden deep within me
I hold my heart so tightly
To keep the pieces together
As it shatters once again

One more smile to linger on
One more touch of gentle hand
One more time I close my eyes
One more time I hold the tears inside

In the future I will be more wary
Of loves sweet seducing tunes
Block my mind from surrender
That leaves us all so vulnerable

Fragility

Reaching out my arms to you
Touching your face softly
So much pleasure taken
In simple gestures of love
Hold me gently to your side
Feel the fragility of my love
As it beats against you
In time with your heart

My Morning Coffee

When I rise, I smell your sweet "aroma"
DRIP, DRIP, DRIP
I'm addicted to your
Hot,
Black,
Creamy, Flavor

SIP, SIP, SIP
I "savor" every warm sensation you give
From the first "taste", to the last drop Damn, Starbucks aint got nothin on you


Night falls...my cup is empty


A new day is dawning, and
I can't wait for...


My Morning Coffee
"You are good to the last drop"

Cityscape

A swirl of shadow races across
The clear blue sky that seem to hang
Turning mid-air to follow a pathway
Imprinted on the memories of hundreds
Vanishing behind trees and houses
To reappear on the cityscaped horizon
Twisting once more they fly past
To land settling on tiles and guttering
Roosts long argued for by nature
As the starlings rest for the night
Jostling and crying out into the night
Amazing feat of aerobatics gone
To be remembered again tomorrow

Armchair

Curled

Here in this armchair

I can go to the edge of time

In my head

I travel through the heavens stars

In my heart I can reach out

To you