Reflection

I craved for dreams and dared to wonder 

but it had been my boldest blunder. 

A pack of people polluted the child, 

and in the outskirts and within the wild 

was sent I to, resent and be exiled. 

Alone in forest and upon reflection 

My hate took birth and void of affection, 

like toxic poison it spread inside. 

Venomously wild the boiling infection, 

scorched my soul which screamed with rejection 

and it made me feel dead inside. 

Fierce and flaming was my fuming breath 

as the forests were forced a furious death. 

The heavy leaden grudges grew like fire. 

and like blood thirsty and vicious vampire,

devoured my spirit and left me tired 

Roaring with rage, I spewed disgust and 

repugnant were the forests and 

loathsome was I. 

Frighteningly cold silence was around 

and with terrible despair I found 

All was dead. And all was decaying. 

And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping

The moon tells me a secret -my confidant. 

As full and bright as I am 

This light is not my own and 

A million light reflections 

Pass over me. 

I hated and I screamed and 

I hurt and I burned and 

I raged and I broke and

then I surrendered.

Neither from rhyme nor from reason

not from the brain nor from the heart.

The love came from the soul and stars. 

The air was ripe and generously fertile 

for the trees were alive. Alive and breathing.

The Soul swayed in rhythm to music warm and mild.

And echoing the soft sound, the trees swayed with'em. 

Mind at peace and full of joy.

Soul soared with love and compassion.

Blissful energies with ecstatic origin

conceived pleasantness. Within and without.  

Holy was love. The soul was whole.

Shine on forever. Shine on benevolent sun.

All were one and one was all.

Shine until the two become one. 

And hold on,

If love is the answer you hold,

hold on.

If love is the answer you hold,

hold on. 

If love is the answer you hold.