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Danger of an idle mind… Mind is a knife, when it is not use for a while it can get rusty So we must use it frequently as possible in a positive way Thus make it stay sharp hence to avoid the danger of an idle mind
All being to witness Witnessing with our body, mind, soul, heart Then believing the reality the past the future the final call the final destiny only those with pure hearts can describe the meaning of life… A gradual change to a better tomorrow Change should be gradual. Not drastic If one goes through a sudden change, one can suffers the lack of permanent effect So today I just learnt that change should be gradual Gradual change can start with a simple step…waking up early before sunrise, cleaning up your desk before going home… Well…a leason learnt today is a litte step towards a better day tomorrow
Searching for love...
That time I thought maybe he has no passion, no obsession, no desire Then when time passed and lessons learned I begun to think again to what he said When the heat of the sun touches your skin mildly not burning hot…is love When the wind breezes past by you gently not a hurricane destruction…is love When the sound of a flying bee you hear softly not too loud nor disturbing…is love When the taste of your lunch is plain as a vegetarian diet not too hot nor too saucy…is love When you smell the distinct fragerance of the earth after the rain …is love When you see your child running to hug you…is love When in the middle of the night you sense the urgeness to be alone with God…is love So I just learned what once a guru spoken… No need to make no need to search no need to pretend …love is around us… you just got to be aware of its existence
Missing the point This life should have a purpose Why on earth I'm typing this useless poem Does it have a specific purpose A specific finding I should know Life is just seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years to some Life is just to be born, go to school, get a job, get married, bla..bla..bla…then dead to some Life is just whisteling making stupid sound to some Life is drinking, gambling to some I stayed watching…if I can see clearly Thinking...if I have the brain Analysing…if I have the right tool Learning…if I'm capable Still though I'm missing the point The purpose of life I just hope before the day I die I might just get a glimpse of that point I'm still missing Still couldn't see the destiny Away from the original path The sacred path I long The direct path to home Eyes are blinded by the earthly dust I couldn't see the destiny For a while it seems so clear Someone told me to look harder To look with an aid But still…I couldn't see the destiny So unclear I left stranded here…no where Could someone help me To wipe off this thick dust covering my heart
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