Each moment became a prayer,
recognising the blessing of each moment.
All simple levels of gratitude, of peace.
There was nothing I wanted,
than to just appreciate this moment itself,
and all other I've had.
The less I needed to write,
the more I started living.
© Krishdga 06.05.17
Through a story you may here detail,
through a poem you may find peace.
Through a melody there is a subtle melancholy,
through art not enough articulation.
There is not much that can be expressed,
with moments to live.
There is a grounding continuously happening,
in the subtle subconscious.
Each time the word god is uttered.
© Krishdga 07.04.17
Imagination;imagine a nation.
Where we have all found our true nature,
made peace with all elements.
Rooted in source,
warm and co-operative.
Flowing yet still,
boundless with grace.
© Krishdga 03.03.17
To be equal.
To have an equanimous anatomy.
The 'Land of Gold'
we all have a land of gold,
in our minds in our hearts.
What is your true desire?
Desiring for your own happiness?
Desiring we all live an equanimous life?
Begin your own search,
on your own accord.
© Krishdga 09.01.17