Our “Inadequacies”, Rampant With Ego .. Telling People One Thing, Yet Being Something Else .. Trying To “Project” An Image, Totally Opposite Of Who We

The Sweetness Of Spring, Showering Us With Much Blessing .. Time For “Renewal”, With New “Life” .. Every Step We Take, With “New” Ideas At

The Wonder Of Creation, Blessed With Intelligence .. Every Step Taken, None Too Soon .. Coming Hitherto, With Much “Anticipation” .. Blissfully Aware, Never Too

As Water Flows Downstream, So Does My “Message” .. For Three Days Now, My Message To My Brother .. Trying To Get His Attention, Every

In the Midst Of “Fog”, Looking For “Clarity” .. Where Is My Guiding Light, What Am I Supposed To Do .. Some Say Do This,

In The Annals Of Mankind .. There Are Those, Claiming to Be “Open-Minded” .. Open to Any And All “Ideas” .. Sympathetic To All causes

The Great Pahlevan, Descending From Heaven .. With The Might Of God, His Spirit Willing .. His Strength Girded, His Manhood Evident .. His Brotherhood

As A Gander Is Flying, From Lake To Sea .. Unbeknownst To All, Free Of Trouble .. Each Flight, Commensurate With Freedom .. The Wings

From Heights, Coming Down Asunder .. The Cool Of The Summer, Whizzing By Surely .. From The Heights Insurmountable, Coming Through Gregariously .. Floating Like

Shifting From Balance, From Head To Toe .. Every Instant, Every Moment .. Though Haphazard, And Unclear The Vision .. Perplex Though It May Be,

As The Whisper, Cometh through With Murmur .. In An Instant, Certainty Turns In to doubt .. No doubt In Mind, All Certainty In Place

As The Wind Whirls, Catapulting Every Spec .. Unbeknownst To Anyone, Yet Known To All .. Darkness And all Shadows, But ever Present .. Lingering

As The Flowers Bloom, Amid the Meadows Of Life .. From The Bosom Of Creation, Crying For Destiny .. Far From Being Perfect, Alas Not

Walking From The Abyss, Away From Danger .. My Mind Fully aware, Of The Danger awaiting .. Hours Come And Go, In Sweet Bliss Of

As The Sky, Filled With Clouds .. So My Heart, Filled With Joy .. In Anticipation, The Wanting Of My Desire .. With careless Awaiting,

Apparent Though It May Be, Yet So “Unclear” .. Far And wide, All But Not Clear .. Two Steps Ahead, Yet One Step Back ..

As The Breeze, Suffuses Through The Ocean .. With The Seagulls Ever Present, Contemplating The Moment .. With Clouds, From on High .. Eagles, Following

From the Heights Of Ecstasy, To The Valley Of despair .. All The Same My Brother, All the same .. From The Happiness Of The

As The Butterflies Fly, Amid Forests and Meadows .. Refreshing The Air, With Wonders and Excitement .. The Brevity Of The Moment, Alas Too Quick

On The wave, Surfing On The Ocean .. No calamity In sight, All Blue Ocean .. All creatures Of The Sea, At Peace With One

As The Trek On the Mountain, Harder To climb .. More effort, Yet more satisfying .. Every Step, A Wonder Behind It .. Every Wonder,

As The flowers bloom, The Spirit Of spring rises .. Unbeknownst to many, The weight Of winter shed .. The Cycle Of Life, Emanating From

Anger Though May Be Justified, Yet Keep It At Bay .. All Heaven And Hell, Coming At You .. Human’s Flesh, Not Meant To Wait

At A Glance, Reminding Me Of Things Past .. Not so sure, But Quite Convincing .. The Scent, The Scenery, The taste .. All Overwhelming,

As the River, Rushing Through The valley .. My Mind, Contemplating The Future .. Much Known, Lots Yet To Be Known .. As The Sands