Would you surrender?

Would you surrender your mind to a glance of silence,
Lost between sunset and the endless dawn,
Stopping the thoughts and the self in defiance,
Enlightening the spark of the supreme won?

Would you surrender your heart to truthful love,
Renouncing to lust, sin and refusal,
Embracing the others and all that’s above,
Deceiving yourself in senseless disapproval?

Would you surrender your soul to the Spirit,
Let it vibrate in a reckless ship,
When there’s no captain to stir it,
And there’s no faith to keep?

Would you surrender your life for noble causes.
Willing to give all that’s requested to give,
Taking all bullshit, taking no pauses,
Even if there’s no chance to succeed?

Would you surrender yourself to the mankind,
Raising yourself in a wave of deception,
Letting all that you love behind,
All that for a dream of redemption?

Would you surrender a minute in lifetime,
To fill the lives with moments of joy;
If not, then all you did in the space-time,
Your thoughts are just worlds full of decoy.

Reflections

Is not the poem that reflects
The sip of knowledge and reacts -
Is just the mind and all its build
Of reality and daily guilt.

Rising

Rising beyond the scent of knowledge,
Is something we have all courage,
Rising beyond the scent of day,
Is more that people daily pray.

Is just a rise above all,
Being stronger, being small,
Knowing flows in flawless springs,
And the nature of small things.

Small, too small, is never small,
Many people aspire tall,
Less of us have reached the mind,
To be inspired truly kind.

Sweeping

Sweep your faith
And make it clean
Of truthful faith

Keep Knocking

Keep knocking at Heaven’s door,
Maybe somebody’s on that floor,
Doors might open over time,
Benevolence is not a crime.

Keep knocking in rhythmic strive,
Look inside and just retrieve,
That thought of greatness that’s too small
To feet the size of us, all.

Keep knocking, even too late,
When life has reached its final fate;
Do not attempt to not pursue
The state of art we all have due!

Simplicity

From dust of time to midst of knowing
Thoughts back and forth constantly flowing,
Building space and raising knowledge,
All in just a bowl of porridge.

Life

From dawns to dawns
Life's just a rise
Even beyond