Lover Above

The trees too bored of the same old song,
Words proclaiming the endeavors of the past
So sing to the trees a great new song,
Words that believe in endeavors of the future
Hold fear in the palm of your hand,
Look it in the eye till it flees from your presence
Why fear when you are the flute of the almighty?
You are the harp of the shepherd of creation

The pleasant fingers of the darling wind,
Soothing my mind, calming the furious ocean within
Only in the hands of my creator my heart is at ease,
To whom my soul truly belongs, the artist of life
Remember you are but a mere instrument,
Through which heaven’s wonders are worked on Earth
It is us not I, we not he, universal, one
To the tune of love let us dance,
Our creator, his beauty is true beyond measure

Has the eye of man seen the heart of the sky?
Or the ear of a man heard the words of an ant?
Has the nose of man sniffed the fragrance of the atom?
Has the tongue of man tasted what his heart truly craves?
For what man wants does he himself know?
Life is more than desire, more than achievement.
Ecstasy is a matter of ego-murder,
Kill that ego, Hang it, and destroy it!
The death of ego will give us wings,
The birth of humility will reproduce laughter,
Love is in the air, don’t capture it just feel it
Feel the joy, the peace and the harps of the angels and the symphony of heaven

Words have been wasted on this shallow question,
Is God dead, or is He alive?
Fool! Your verdict is of no value don’t you see?
For if we credit the womb or not we are still from it!
Why climb buildings to heaven, built with bricks of lies?
When the secret stairway to heaven is within our hearts
Listen, see, taste and feel,
The voices around, the birds in the air,
The nectar of an apple, the wind that blows,
And after all this we sit down and question!
Is God dead, or is He alive?
Fools! Fools!

Time is too precious to be wasted on arguing the undeniable,
So save it to create what you were purposed to
The fabric of faith lies in the death of ego,
Submit to the almighty, see his sparkling face
It doesn’t reflect, it radiates,
The face of truth, the face of creation
Open your ears you faint-hearted people,
The truth is here, pure, and untainted,
Don’t manipulate, just accept,
Feel the wind that blows, hear the song of truth,
God never left us! It was we, who left Him,
We return and not Him,

I can see the city of life,
The happy people are dancing,
The king of creation enthroned,
On his eternal throne of justice
And all the people are happy,
And the people are still happy,
Happy for eternity,
The lover above is now with us,
Forever, forever, eternity!