(40) I Am Always There

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This I can say about me:

That I am always there, for you

My name cannot be found
by your blinded mind

And yet you persist
to give me
so many

Calling it religion

If you do not discover me during
that which you call life

As I unfold my full eternal glory before you

Even, right there, at your last breath,
a sad moment referred as death

Still to others it is joy

It depends, I guess
on me…

And the only thing you get
is just a quickie

No more, no less…

Perfectly enough
to make you recall
me

And never, never more
return…

Yet, you run in fear

Not recognizing the one
that was always
there for you.

Yes…

I was the one
who moved your limbs
who made you laugh or
made you cry…

Sadly enough, you steal, kill or lie

Whenever you can

Just to live…
some more

Who knows why?

Stupidity seems to be your god

Ignorance your goddess

Which, I must say, is very odd…

In sad moments I grant you tears

In good moments I give you joy

Other times I fill you with hate

And in some moments even love

But that is what you call life…

What did you expect?

Can’t you see that I am the same

Whenever you look up

I am already there…

Moving your head…

And when that bird sings…

It is me again…

Instantly revealing its sound…

Perfect…

Without explanations or thought…

Who could do it better but me?

I am right there…

Prior to your thoughts…

I stand…

Revealing…

Form and feelings…

Crystal clear…

Even the flowers and trees…

And blue sky is my work for you…

Not that it matters…

You see, for me pure revelation
is enough…

I am a real master at that…

Especially when you grasp
at that morning sun

Which is nothing
without me…

Countless, are the songs

To my glory and light…

Countless are the books written
about me…

By creatures like you…

And I must say…
that when it comes to creating new names for me…
Your imagination never ceases to amaze…

And all those questions

And thoughts
and qualities followed by this
thing…

Called mortal…
Why not chill out a bit…

Just focus and observe
If even for a brief moment…

That which now hears and views this, about me…

Is the real me…

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