I Was Lost and Found

I WAS LOST AND FOUND

In the wood of my thought
I was lost and found.
A beam of light
Came and broke the night.
My pain is gone.
The veil is torn.


KIND OF HESITATION

Isn’t the question tag
Kind of hesitation
When you follow a zigzag
Of your soul’s temptation?


ARE THERE ANSWERS TO THE QUESTIONS GIVEN?

Are there answers to the questions given
In the wind you’re flying along with?
Are there feelings growing in the sun
For accepting the energy of the truth?

A DREAM

If only I had all beams of light
My hand would never fail indeed
To reach the very heart of dawn.
With miserable things my mind’s come
To realize the emptiness of the soul
And recognize the essence of God’s work
In everything that touches my inward life.


AN INCREDIBLE SENSE OF RELIEF

I’m captured by images floating through the mind
Taking turns in enlightening all the ideas of life.
What a delight I’ve found in open ears to the Highest of High!
That’s an amazing way to distinguish the features of soul
For the purpose of feeling an incredible sense of relief.


HOW COULD ALL THE THINGS BE PROPERLY SET?

How much do I owe to my very soul
In terms of eternity of the whole?
If there is a place for the happiness of that
How could all the things be properly set?
And what is the way to be thoroughly found
To make one’s mind extremely profound?