This poem was written by a non-native speaker of English. Please be understanding.
Mind Game
Where does this mind come from?
Where does this thinking come from?
I ask innerself ...
I didn't get certain answer
But, my mind was asked by me
sudden stopped to talk and
became quiet certainly ...
Who make our mind running all the time?
Talking of mind is completely not true.
Nothing is real.
Who make us running to waste time of life?
Who make us believe that we have no value?
Who is controlling us?
We have to stop this game.
We have to stop God's game.
We have to wake up that
who have light is not God
but us ...
I sing of love
I dance of joy
I paint of peace...
We are receiving your light
We are receiving your love
We are receiving...
always...
you are with us
That's the way
even though I'm in any condition, any situation
even though I am anywhere
I believe your love
I believe your love...
that belief make me strong
that's the way make me strong
Meditation
Close my eyes
feel my heart
it's time to connect with you
my heart become all happiness itself
my heart become all love itself
I understood
no need anything else
In the silent
I talk with you without any words
just feeling you
only you...
I felt this is real conversation
the time, my heart have no border
my heart spread over the whole space
the time, "I" was not existing there
I become heart itself
I become love itself
that moment,
I was love itself
Mind Game
