Thought
Golden fish wriggling squirm
On banks of earthy ground
Yearning struggles for return
For watery nature’s surround
Creeper plant in forest shade
Struggling bravely in its fight
Crawls and winds to a glade
Its very life to reach sunlight
Why we struggle to survive
To live exist eternally
Plan and cling to stay alive
We’re eternal essentially
Always trying to know more
Unsatisfied in restlessness
Increasing memory’s store
We’re pure consciousness
Avoiding painful circumstance
Preferring joy’s sweetness
Wishing pleasure to advance
Our very nature is pure bliss
Prayer
O thou existence, consciousness bliss, my own very Self. Through thy graceful indicators so present in front of me and in me, reveal theta glory that never fades, the knowledge that is full and thy bliss unending.