I could never live in any other place
Now I am searching
Gone are the times and needs of life
My only remaining weight is being innocent
I do so without attachment and expectation
Try to understand in the sea of emotions that surface
Cry without hate and love with little hesitation
Skies are gloomy; summers are hot, which are best for my
health
I used to ask within myself, every day
Why do I have hidden wounds from serving others?
I have the burden of other's happiness
It's best to stay away from the fighting within myself
Every day worshiping became a habit to get peace
It does not matter how long and what other assistance I
employ
I don't bend or twist the basic principles of serving
others
I use the silent periods for improving myself.
I think and feel the rhythmic thoughts
without crossing spiritual boundaries
Everyday I find a few hours of peace of mind
I believe that is the grace of the almighty
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