Rest now

I sink down again, myriad of images,
   from events past and future fears.
Shackled and chained,
  freedom is what i seek. 

And then I feel my heart beat at the tip of my fingers,
  the silence between the words.
The images are gone,
  I feel free again...

Life is but a pursuit of awareness, 
  when every cell in the body feels alive.
And the mind rests,   
  The dialogue is now self to self,
 And the mind rests some more...

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

The Importance of Being Lost

Crossroads

Focusing More on Experiences...Instead of Stuff