The Donkey and the Meadow

It was a beautiful morning bright and new
The meadow shone as the sun lit up the morning dew

The squirrels ran up and down
On the few tree that were around

The butterflies skipped from flower to flower
The crickets screeched out in a loud roar

The birds sang free as they dashed around
The bees passed by with a humming sound

The Donkey busy and unhappy was thinking to himself
O poor me O poor me

Why can't there be some donkeys more
They would know just how I feel for sure

The world is such a burden for all to see
Why can't all these creatures be just like me

Look at the flowers they just stand around
And hurt my nose as I reach for the ground

The grass it just grows too short
My neck it hurt from reaching out such a lot

There is so much to do and long miles for me to pound
I wish I could turn off all this hurting sound

The owl sorry at the Donkey's fate
Called out to him - hear me my mate

There's a need for everyone there is a place for all to be
The world's so pretty just look up and see

I can't, I have much to do you see
My shoulder drop for all the weight on me

Oh! what a shame no one can see
O poor me O poor me

Quieter Stiller Stronger Now

Standing quite calm and still
She loves the ground on which she lives
Wondering if she could touch the sky
Never vain just in a sincere honest try

She once danced with every passing breeze
Greeted every morning's sun with glee
She's quieter now, more still and strong
As though listening for some deeper sound

But when the sky is a purple hue
And sometimes in the early winter dew
You can see her glow and shine
Like at first when she was just new

And She Flows

As I stand and watch her rushing by
Sometime quicker sometimes a little slow
I whisper a little cry
You look so fresh and new
Will you be with me for moments few?
She smiles at me as she passes by

I call out again
Can you not a moment spare
O! Won't you wait?
She turns a little as if to say
I have to rush I am already late

I ask again now with a little despair
But where do you go?
Where do you stay?
I go far and for long
To where the ocean's deep and blue
But it's not my home
There I do not stay

With rain and with winter dew
I will be soon back with you
But now I must run I must go
To the trees and farms I want to flow
I can't stand I can't wait
I must run free
That's the only way I'll ever be

The Bloom

The Sky is blue the Sun is bright
The winter now is far behind
As she swings a little side to side in the early morning air
She stands happy, spreading cheer
To big and small all who come near

Sometimes when the rain's too hard
Or the Sun too strong
She closes up a little as if in despair
But when the sun mellows down
the rain is gentler and returning home again
I watch with pleasure
and sometimes I stare
As she's back to laugh and to share

Forgive Them

Forgive those who've hurt you.
Forgive those who have used you.
Forgive those who have tried to take things from you.
Forgive those who let you down.
Forgive those who've deceived
Forgive those who've been ungrateful
Forgive those who've been unkind
Forgive those who've been unfair

Forgive them because they are unfortunate
Forgive them because they have been hurt themselves
Forgive them because they were never taught any better
Forgive them because they do not understand any better
Forgive them because they are empty inside

Forgive and be free

Can You?

You maybe having fun but are you happy?
You might be popular but can people trust you?
You are expressive but do you make sense?
You are intelligent but are you sincere?
You have ideas but can you follow them to the end?
You can make friends easily but do old friends value you?
You want to teach but can you learn?
You want to talk but can you listen?
You have the energy but do you have the direction?
You have a job but are you doing good work?
You want to have things but can you also give them away?
You can run but can you stand still?
You want to be loved but can you love?

Silence is the Answer

Even words are not possible without the space in between. Even speech is not possible without the silence in between. You cannot work cannot go on endlessly without rest. Like wise, new thoughts are not possible without pausing to think. You cannot change direction without stopping to run. Even the heart cannot go one without the rest in between every beat.

Meditation is about bringing the mind to silence. Meditation is about stilling your mind. Only when your mind is still can new thoughts come in. Only when your mind stops racing in a certain direction can it turn to something else.

This pause, This stillness, occurs all the time, but is so brief that it goes unnoticed. Meditation is about stilling the mind for longer, more often. It is when the mind is still for longer that more profound thoughts appear. It is when you can still the mind more often that it becomes possible to learn and do new and different things.

Meditation starts by observing your thoughts. Slowly you begin to notice the silence in between. Then the silence, the pause grows in length. Then it to happen more often. As this happens, a deeper and deeper understanding builds up.

But then, you may ask, where do these thoughts come from? Where does this understanding come from? The answer to that is to be found in the meditation itself. The answer to it is the sames as the answer to the questions - Where did life come from? Where did this universe come from? Where did this existence come from? Where did it all come from?

Silence is the answer.

But to understand the answer, you must experience the silence first.

Seeking God

Those who seek God for worldly goods are fools. Those who think that achievement and wealth can bring them happiness are fooling themselves. Their pursuit is certain to end in disappointment.

God must be sought for what he is. The creator of all things. The greatest joy in life is to understand the mysteries of life and the universe around us. The greatest of the joys lies is creating something of value. The greatest of the joys in life lies in being of use to the world. Knowing the mysteries of life is knowing God. Creating is being God like. Being of help to others is doing like Him.
Whatever comes to you as a result of that - love, riches, respect, power is incidental. It cannot be the purpose for which you do things.

To know the mysteries of life take interest in whatever you do. To create something, keep an open mind. To be of help to others look out for those who are in need.

Forgive Yourself First

First of all learn to forgive yourself. Sometimes, we are too hard on ourselves.
While life and living is about exerting yourself to bring out your best. Sometimes we are in too much of a hurry. Sometimes we define excellence and success and happiness too narrowly. Sometimes we lose sight of that which is special in us. In the process, subjecting ourselves to undertake things that we may not like the most or be the best at. Or do things that is out of tune with our rhythm and pace in life.

Forgive yourself, because even the most talented people fail. Even the most talented people have to try repeatedly. Even the most talented of people have to go through the grind.

Forgive yourself. Because you are more than your mistakes. You are more than your limitations. You are more than your failures. You are more than anything that can be said about you.

Forgive yourself and be happy. Forgive yourself and look forward to the possibilities that lie ahead. The past is dead and gone.