I am

First I thought -

I am light, sound, taste, touch, and heard
Or not?
I am awake and I’m asleep
Or not?
I am the oppressor and the oppressed
Or not?
Hmmm
I am observer and the observed
Or not?
I am the lover and the beloved
Well what is love anyways?

I am
Or not?

Word medley I am

Ohh actually...I am to know!!
Or not?

Then I felt -

I am a self induced trans
I am the origin to you
I am the heartbeat that longsss
I am the orchestra that playsss
I am ascension
I am the cause to meaning
I am the absolute and I am the abstract

I am in search for the love that I am

I am the leela playing in your will
I am a magnificent moth of devotion to the absolute
I am boundless and yet I belong

I am the sunshine on a lilly in a snow laden garden
I am a child playing in the kingdom of magnificent one

I am a subtle spec moving in to the beyond
I am a tear that wanders its origin
I am life blooming and finding

I am the perfect gradient that slipped its source gestating circles around who?
And my shunya hides in the hollow of my seeking

I am devotee to the guide in me
And I’m a mosaic of noble fragrance, enveloping your endorphins in gentle, permeating hugs.

I am the answer to all who is
I am the passage to all clear

I am a recall to all that is dispelling insufficience
I am a witness to dissolve of doubt

I am merged in your magnificent magic
“Madhurādhipate akhilaṁ madhuram”
I am the play happening in the dancing payals
I am the imitation to your perfect ada

I am the surface to your absolute breath
And I am absent to division of self

I am obligation to your celebration

My awareness of your passion pumps joy into the paintings of my time

The notes of your desolate abode missing me are but all uncountable blessings manifesting always

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