The Pond

Drop of water hits the pond,

it ripples in effect...



Within each and everyone,

is the soul they neglect.



Drop after drop, now the pond becomes a restless river

that knows no peace;

our plastic egos swim against its violent rapids.

Depleting energy leaves our spirits rancid,

always on edge and rarely at ease.

With no warmth, mankind is left to shiver.



We're going the wrong way!!

The more we want, the more we stray!

Deceived by whats perceived

through our five senses,

now all mankind is living reckless.



Every thought, every desire, stimulate the river flow.

we want more and more, now watch the river go...



From time to time our egos drown,

only to reborn anew.

where can the stillness of peace be found?

are you just as crazy too?



These are just droplet thoughts

in a roaring river that yearns to be still;

if only i could command it at will.

Seems I'm just another one in the current yet caught.



When the pond is even silent of motion

it will reflect the very soul.

So ease the mind of useless commotion

observe the reflection.

and become whole....