Events of life often repeated,
 situations never depleted.
If ambition is there take a leap of faith.
 each moment a chance to create, thy Lord saith. 

That which keeps me going,
 is the knowing.
Someday some other can be inspired,
 attitude, action and commitment is required.

Completing life, leaving a piece of me behind.
An unwritten and unsaid contract internally signed. 
Others have said it is not easy,
 take another conscious breath and love deeply.

A simple change of perspective is all you need,
 all internal suffering now becomes a blessing indeed.
The beauty of life is as such,
 shifts we come across now don't seem too much.

Start to live the life you want to live now.
Life will be prepared to give so allow.
Each being who has crossed your path.
Learn from don't worry about the aftermath.
If taken for granted,
 overlook the enchanted. 

© Krishdga    1.5.17

As it came to me, raw unedited,
I wrote it down. 
It helped to keep it written in a form,
not condensed or complicated.
Work that would reach others, 
work that not necessarily is to everyone's taste,
but one that was true to myself.
I kept reflecting on why I was doing it.
I was grateful for the times I could share an insight into life.
One that I have not lived so long, 
but felt like I'd done many times before.
This may not be the truth.
It does not matter now.

© Krishdga    9.4.17

The isness of moments of contemplation, 
 where your mind may wonder.
When there is harm to your balance.
One becomes more appreciative,
 of the isness.

That which is dealt within the now,
 will not build resistance to the future.
When a memory is triggered,
 whether it be 'good' or 'bad'.
Triggers of emotion,
 monitored changed into motion.
Monitoring now, the stillness, 
 is the isness. 



© Krishdga    7.4.17

Stuck in suction, spiralling.
Up down, in out, through, within, outwardly. 
Continuously reflecting on events that cause reaction. 
Unresolved resentment. 
Comparisons float in and out.
Unconventional. What should be? And what is? 

The line is fine.

With this duality of life comes an expectation.
Assessing events and outcomes, 
 positive or negative.
Driven by constant contemplation of death.
When this body disappears.
What is left behind?
A collection of memories kept alive by,
 thought. 


© Krishdga    6.4.17

As I try to embrace the change. I learn not to try.
With each instance where I resist the flow.
I am in flow. To watch the thoughts.
The thoughts which I am not. 
The watcher of the thoughts,
is content and blissful.
The observer needs nothing.
The observer is just.
The observer is love and full of surrender.
With the observer came the essence of life.
There was access through the divine breath.
Which keeps us alive.
Through signs I use to ground myself.
I became more and more alive. 


© Krishdga   4.4.17

All that is accumulated with love will stay.
An accumulation that will follow you today, and all the way.

Till the very end, which now you do not know.
When it happens you will be ready to go.
Those around will not expect, 
You, however will be in full flow.


Expand your breath from here to there.
It is all one, in the end, we all share.

© Krishdga   3.4.17

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

In the mist of the anarchy, have patience.
The inner world which you have seen before, which you know so well.

Admire.

In such intense presence, there is only understanding and love.
With breath we see with clarity,
all sentient beings, all are auspicious events, all subtle movements.
A sense of respect. A choice to progress.

Faith. 


© Krishdga   21.2.17

Kindness is flowing. Keep focused on the goal.
Surrender to the moment and the calling as a whole.


Thanking each being that helped open my mind.
In times of confusion where I could not find,
the right question to ask or the answers I needed.
Rooting now, shoots appearing from what was first seeded.


Where there is surrender, there is no need to ask,
no need for confusion, no need for a mask.
As I surrendered, I started to bow.
Bowed from within, bowed in the now.

© Krishdga   2.4.17

It is I who wakes early in the morning, 
 who calls you to also wake. 
With this awakened spirit, 
 life cannot wait. 

Do all you can do,
 in the moments when they arise. 
Here and now,
  lies the biggest surprise. 

Open your heart,  
 open your eyes. 
Awakened now, 
 watch the sunrise. 
When you are stuck,
  know this also dies. 
There is only love, 
 take off your disguise. 


© Krishdga   29.3.17

In the morning I feel poise.
Attuning to my senses, the first time I hear noise.
I start to imagine the most important 'beings' in my life. 
I see them all in front of me now in the after life.
Disappear...
No longer apart of what was here.

When I am challenged. The imbalance is clear.
I also have the power to come out of this fear.
Then I see what is real. This I know no-one can steal.
The space I create within. Is not attached to any kin.

Letting go is the easiest part.
As soon as you learn, how to start.
Reconnect back to your compassionate side.
Here also emerges the death of pride. 

© Krishdga   27.3.17

I noticed I observed, 
 what I thought was love,
was unheard. 

Each moment,
 I stayed in my body,
it stopped all my worry. 

Of course I have dreams, 
 what is more consistent,
is gratitude it seems. 

As my vision gets clearer,
 I also feel clearer. 
To my body to my standards,  
 to what really matters. 

With grace with care,
 I was grateful,
for what was there.

Kindly, 
 held in your embrace,
for a lifetime and more.

E s s e n c e


© Krishdga  5.3.17

Where I hold you in my mind, so high above,
 in your actions I do not see. 
My heart is fond of your subtle kindness,
 the translation may not actually be.
So I go back to the essence of life, 
 where I just want to be free. 
With each breath I connected, 
 rooting strongly mirroring a tree.

With each breath you use to discuss a future with out me,
 I watch my presence accept this reality.
Part of life in my perception is to accept what will be will be,
 I acknowledge the desire within me.
Desire and be free?

In my heart, you have taught me, the attachment I can feel,
 you have shown me the capability of judgement is real.
I have learnt my mind can be occupied by my hurt,
 the hurt I create, the love I create.
Now I'm more alert.  

At peace: 
 with the love you have to share. 
At peace: 
 with my mind, now I'm more aware.
At peace:
 with the time you spent, briefly with me.
At peace:
 with my own journey.  


© Krishdga   19.3.17

Uncertain certainty. You arose this morning.
You blanket us with sweet sounds: birds, bees.
Your soft whisper: the light breeze.
Alive again? Did you ever leave? 
So gently you greet me this morning. Your playful manner pleases me. 
Bold, beaming, bright: simple words from humanity.
I cannot look directly at you, for I will become blind by the glare of your beauty.

I live in the acceptance you are there for me.
Can I ever be there for you in the same way? 
Teach me your ways I asked: Your unbounded kindness, Your time for every being. 
Oh how you play with me this morning. How you are there for everyone to play with.

I feel blessed to recognise your magnificence.
In all this chaos, I hope I come to see you again. 
For even if I may not see you, I must recognise you are always there. 

© Krishdga   11.1.17