Harmony Force Which Keeps Us Alive

As the worlds turn inside,
The world of hell, where we want to die;

The world of hunger,
Where we don't get enough;

The world of animality,
Where we fear the stronger ones who bully, a jungle of animals;

The world of anger,
Where we fight for supremacy with aggression we move;

The world of tranquility,
Where we laze passive;

The world of heaven,
Where we enjoy desires satisfied,
Our houses bought, our jobs given;

The world of learning,
Where we search meanings;

Knowledge to learn and discover,
But we get lonely there,

The world of realization;
Where we find wisdom, reach insights,
But we get lost in intellect;

The world of compassion
Where we feel the pain of others, do all to help,
But lose energy and sink with those who suffer;

The world of holiness,
Where we feel freedom inside,

Happiness in the realities of daily life,
A flow of pure life force or consciousness;

When in leadership, the holiness world
Leads the right sides of the other worlds:

In the world of hell, we understand the pains 
And sufferance of people;

In the world of hunger,
We drive for a better world;

In the world of animality,
We strife to protect the weak;

In the world of anger,
We fight for justice;

In the world of tranquility,
We regain our energies;

In the world of heaven,
We exhilarate being alive;

In the world of learning,
We learn from everyone;

In the world of realization,
We digest our experiences;

In the world of compassion,
We devote ourselves for the happiness of all,

In the world of holiness, we reach the core of life,

That harmony force which keeps us alive,
Bringing together the other nine worlds inside,
To lead and to live…

In the ten worlds inside, what travels we do,
What turnings we lead,

In the ten worlds inside,

Let's keep the holy world the leader of all inside, 
For all the ten worlds, to turn alive
Exhilarating happiness, harmonious life…

With the worlds inside,

Turning exhilarating happiness, harmonious life…

September 2011


The Shine of Original Beauty


As the extra movements stop,
And the dormant ones awaken,

The extra sounds stop,
And the hidden ones come forward,
The extra forces stop,
And the original ones flow,

Going back to the original
Untouched flow,
The original flow 
Of a fully respected one,
The original beauty
Of a fully lovable one,
The original flow 
Of a fully appreciated one,

Going back to the original beauty,
The original fresh one,
The eternal beautiful one,
The pure one, 
The fulfilled one,
The compassionate one,
The lively one,
The silent communicator,
The singing talker,
The tender mover,
The harmonious present one,

Back to the original beauty,
As we shed off a sufferance,
As we shed off a hunger,
As we shed off an outcry,
As we shed off a violence,
The original beauty shines,
Of the fulfilled one,
Of the respected one,
Of the loved one,
Of the singing one,
Of the loving one,
Of the silent communicator,

Going back to original beauty,
As we shed off extra layers,
The shine of the original beauty...

Back to original beauty...
The shine of the original beauty...

The shine of original life...
The shine of original beauty...

August 2012

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Drunk With Love...


It flows, and it flows...
This river so fresh,
This beauty so immense,

It flows and it flows...
Such hurricane of respect,
Such thunder of gentleness,
Such perfume in the air,

It flows and it flows...
The power of a life, 
The strength of a diamond,

A love that leaves the body drunk,
A love that leaves the heart with a high pulse,
A love that leaves the soul with power,

Drunk with love,
Which flows and flows,
This power of life flows,
A compassion without limits,
A river without an end...

A compassion without limits,
A river without an end...

August 2012

Surfing the Winds of Life

The winds of life
Blow with all their power,
Strong in their force,
Massive in their mass,
If you can watch them,
Feel their direction,
Then you can ride them,
Like a good surfer in the sea,
Taking the power of the wind,
Riding over the waves…

The winds look wild,
Only to the shallow eyes,
Inside the wind,
Is a direction
Well defined,
Well clear,

If you can feel the direction of the wind,
You can then ride the wind,
If you’re lost in the wild surface of the wind,
Then you’re just a victim,
Blinded with the façade,
Crashed with the forces,
Lost in the chaotic surface…

No matter how forceful the winds blow,
No matter how massive the waves flood,
Surf the winds of life,
As their direction is clear,
Our direction can ride over them,
Our direction can ride with them…

The winds of life blow,
The waves flood massive,
With their direction it’s force we get,
With our direction it’s surfing we do,

Surfing the winds of life…

December 2013

When Miracles Happen

When miracles happen,
It's the revival of our cells,

When miracles happen,
It's the fresh scent of a perfume
Engulfing any air you walk into,

When miracles happen,
It's the new life,
Of a joy immense in power,
Of a force unparalleled in its sweetness,

When miracles happen,
It's the rejoice with the divine,

When miracles happen,
It's the union of a love unsurpassed,

When miracles happen,
It's the revival, the power
Of the unspoken life,

When you call for life,
It's when the miracles come...

When you open the door to life,
It's when miracles happen.

When you open the door to love,
It's when miracles happen.

December 2013

When Separated from Your Home

The first home is the womb,
They cut our connection of umbilical cord,

The second separation is the parental protection,
As life cuts our parents' protection,

Then separations come from 
Our first loves,
As reality fights illusion,

Then separation from our home comes,
As the politics go to war,

Then separations from our friends come,
As egos' go to lost fights,

So where is the connection?

Beyond the umbilical cord cut,
Beyond the parental protection not there,
Beyond the birth home land taken far away,
Beyond the first loves' illusions,
Beyond the friends' separated egos,

There is always you,
The life within you,
The Heavenly father,
The Heavenly mother,
The temple of your body,
The vastness of your spirit,

Carrying the soul of all Life,
The life of the umbilical cord,
The life of the parents,
The life of the first loves,
The life of the birth land,
The life of the friends,

Separations are but the surface changes,
For nothing can separate you,
From this universe you are a part of,
The Ultimate Home anyone has known.

Separations are the surfaces,
Like the changing colours of the seasons,
The leaves fall from the tree,
But the life of the tree is there,
In continual life.

Separations are but the surface changes,
Nothing can separate you
From this universe you are a part of...
Feel it, see it, live it, enjoy it,
Let separations be just the changes of
The leaves on the trees,
Which let the tree grow to its different forms of life.

December 2013 


Harmony Force Which Keeps Us Alive



As the worlds turn inside,
The world of hell, where we want to die;

The world of hunger,
Where we don't get enough;

The world of animality,
Where we fear the stronger ones who bully, a jungle of animals;

The world of anger,
Where we fight for supremacy with aggression we move;

The world of tranquility,
Where we laze passive;

The world of heaven,
Where we enjoy desires satisfied,
Our houses bought, our jobs given;

The world of learning,
Where we search meanings;

Knowledge to learn and discover,
But we get lonely there,

The world of realization;
Where we find wisdom, reach insights,
But we get lost in intellect;

The world of compassion
Where we feel the pain of others, do all to help,
But lose energy and sink with those who suffer;

The world of holiness,
Where we feel freedom inside,

Happiness in the realities of daily life,
A flow of pure life force or consciousness;

When in leadership, the holiness world
Leads the right sides of the other worlds:

In the world of hell, we understand the pains 
And sufferance of people;

In the world of hunger,
We drive for a better world;

In the world of animality,
We strife to protect the weak;

In the world of anger,
We fight for justice;

In the world of tranquility,
We regain our energies;

In the world of heaven,
We exhilarate being alive;

In the world of learning,
We learn from everyone;

In the world of realization,
We digest our experiences;

In the world of compassion,
We devote ourselves for the happiness of all,

In the world of holiness, we reach the core of life,

That harmony force which keeps us alive,
Bringing together the other nine worlds inside,
To lead and to live…

In the ten worlds inside, what travels we do,
What turnings we lead,

In the ten worlds inside,

Let's keep the holy world the leader of all inside, 
For all the ten worlds, to turn alive
Exhilarating happiness, harmonious life…

With the worlds inside,

Turning exhilarating happiness, harmonious life…

September 2011




The Day You Find Yourself


The day you find 
The hidden parts of your mind,

The forgotten deaths
In your heart,

The covered sunshine
Of your soul,

The day you find
The lost key to open your life,

That voice of yours
No one had heard before,

The day you find
That safe home
You thought you don't have,

The day you find yourself,
Is the key to a lost life,
The resurrection of a dead heart,
The sunshine to brighten a soul,
That voice you had not heard before,
That safe home you had not found,

In this world so huge,
That place which always belonged to you..

The day you find yourself,
Is a day to celebrate
Of a lost life found...

The day you find yourself,
A day to celebrate..

April, 2014

​​An Eternal Fountain of a Dancing Fire

With this love I create,
With this love
I move the mountains,

With this love I dance,
With this love I pulse,

With this love,
I water the seeds in my heart,

With this love,
I perfume a path,
With this love,
I grow the flowers
Of an eternal world
For those who seek
To see tenderness,
For those who seek
To light a candle in
Their dark nights...

With this love I dance,
With this love
I water the seeds...

Like a candle stick which drips its drops,
I drop the drips of this love,
Only to rise again
Like an eternal fountain,
A gentle fire,
Dripping drops of love,
Melting down the candle stick,
Only to rise fresh
Like an eternal fountain...

An eternal fountain of gentle fire... 
An eternal fountain of a dancing fire…


October 2013

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