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Ater all has wound down,
made-up stories have been given up,
and mystery has been understood,
after I no longer sought one or the other,
I found this heart of hearts of love,
and it declared, "All is Good."

After I finally knew myself,
after millions and millions of births,
I am able to see that all comes from Divine Love,
that Absolute Truth, and Infinite Bliss,
is the source of all which exists.
They ...

By what paths did I come to this place?
By whose grace did I receive peace and bliss?
Under whose protection am I kept so safe, and so well?
By whose mercy do I dwell in truth and bliss?

([I]I did not write this! It is by Sri Aurobindo. Thanks! :)[/I])

At last I find a meaning of soul's birth
Into this universe terrible and sweet,
I who have felt the hungry heart of earth
Aspiring beyond heaven to Krishna's feet.

I have seen the beauty of immortal eyes,
And heard the passion of the Lover's flute,
And known a deathless ecstasy's surprise
And sorrow in my heart for ever mute. ...

Some more of my twisted humur, and a bit of playing with persepctives

Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice

Sunshine and flowers scare me
they always have
while most linger in their
implied innocence

Beneath they are sly
while silently always
imposing demands
infiltrating everything
with little tendrils

A child's laugh is chilling
they smile wicked smiles
every look straight ...

Kissing wild flowers
some nectar gets stuck to the lips.
Wipe it off on your hand,
and that hand remains smelling for days-
smells a good heady smell, and that memory's caged,
driven wild, when you're fed, writhing dreams, through the bars,
at the feeding time.