God and his car!

Dear God,  I do not know where to begin, from peace that glides deep, or the white screen of mind, or that my body has come to end of this cycle of tides and sometimes speed spin of energy. It is even deeper than surrendering, it is a fall within fall. Right this minute, peace…

Piece of bread

Life is a blessing. Every night, Flames of pain, Sears and burns her. Every morning, The woman wakes up And promise of eternity, Stirs and put love back In her heart again, and free her soul From illusion of mind. She sings to herself, "I am a woman, I am born to love, And to…