A life of ease, 
 is one that I please.
The less I spoke, 
 the less I evoke in another.
The harsh words of a friend, 
 let go.
For it is not,
 the friend that speaks, 
but that of insecurity.

Step into the others shoes.

Some are,
 more gentle and graceful,
than others.
Show them how to be.
In your presence,
 allow them,
to be free.


© Krishdga   8.5.17

In my hands I hold the key,
giving to the self and others.
Whilst being free.

In the pain I find the love,
do something for the self.
Look within not around or above. 

Relaxing deeper into my body,
I will find the answer I am looking for.
Conscious breathing, make it a hobby. 

It is now harder for me to be in my mind.
"Die before you die."
Ask the right question go in blind.

Realise there is no death,
take in each breath. 

© Krishdga   20.2.17

For a moment, I was lost.
Detached. From the detachment I was not
hurt. I did not feel pain. I felt strong. 
The perspective I gained.
I am open. I belong. The reason I am not yet gone.
I look to the other.
I see the other in me.
The other may not see.
They may never be free.
Lead by example they said, they did.
Free from judgment they willed.
Interconnected. Connected.
The truth they spoke, but with no action,
there is nothing by distraction. 

© Krishdga   4.2.17

As you move so gently across me,
 I feel protected and loved.
I awake in the thought of you,
 as I connect back to my breath.
Each moment a choice,
 to move with grace.

Familiarity of sounds not sights,
 I am elsewhere.
but my family are always here.
I am tender, 
 my being is not.
So many lifetimes, 
 I have chosen this spot.

Although I admire you, 
 your true beauty I cannot see.
It is one I desire within me.
As I listen to your calling,
 I am alert and free.
Here I am again,
 observing silently. 

© Krishdga   24.3.17