The true approach..

The breeze in the air, when it kissed my breath
I knew not then, that it touched my self
I had been beneath, shaken disbelief
I knew not then, the sky is within reach

The human mind is, at once of limiting will
But the true conscious is, of nature expansive
The skeptic, judging mind, knows not what made it
Thinks this is it, disagrees with no limits

But why blame the mind, the soul had fed its thought
Would you blame the coal, if you had fed it fire

True awareness is the goal, and also the process
There is no end to reach, only a journey you will alight

A lost battle

I stay not awake, I am not claimed
I am whatever, I dare not even know
Life's many achievements, to me hold no meaning
For what we accept as truths today, tomorrow may be lies

Your running that race, pursuing that girl
Your winning that game, loving that child
Your money, your power
Your cribs, your opinions
Your desires, your passions
Your goading, your loathing
Your resentments, your fights
Your memories, your learnings
Your patriotism, sacrifice
Even your aims and thoughts

They all mean nothing, for with you they die
They all mean nothing, for life's a lost battle!

It is only Time that lives on, and it carries with it values
It carries with it soul, the output of your true self