MY INNER WONDERLAND

In my inner space is plenty
land still undiscovered, empty,
waiting for my dreams to come.
Many seeds of thought are waiting
to be uncovered, grow, then dating
my yearning open mind.
Then together we go dancing,
rest, relax, then go on prancing
in my inner wonderland.
There is light and there are shadows,
there are woods and there are meadows
and forbidden flowers scent.
And the pain no more stings,
as the hope forever rings
in my sacred inner land.
And the dead are alive, smiling,
and old loves are still beguiling
in my timeless inner space.
Death will take me by the hand,
not an enemy, but a friend,
and lead me to my wonderland.
I shall be mesmerized
and my soul immortalized
in my inner land of dreams.
Now the time comes to return
to this world to live and yearn,
an alien from inner space.

SOLITARY CONFINEMENT

I walk into heaven
on sunbeams in the morning
and tiptoe to earth
on moonbeams at night.
I escape from the clutter
of everyday living
by seeking refuge
in the dreams of my soul.
I converse with silence,
my wise companion,
and have beautiful visions
when closing my eyes.
I hear heavenly music
when all is silent,
and I sense fragrance of roses
in the desert of life.
I find in green parks
the homeless living,
and in stony malls
the living dead shopping.
If you put me in jail
in solitary confinement,
I will take heaven with me,
and leave you outside in hell.

BAPTISM BY FIRE
If it is wisdom, which you desire,
I am sorry that I must tell:
You must first pass through hellish fire,
and suffer the baptism of hell.
Your heart must break in grief
through many lonely nights,
before you are apt to believe
the wisdom of heavenly sights.
But before reaching this bliss
you must become a recluse
and pass through the abyss
of physical and emotional abuse.
Only when almost drowned in despair,
yet surfaced not blinded by hate,
can you appreciate clean air
and enter a wonderful fate.
It is God who did provide
tribulations whatever they may be,
to force you to look deep inside
and then you will suddenly see:
Hell can be inside of you,
and not under the ground,
heaven is not in the sky,
but can be here on Earth found.
Abandon hate and remorse!
That you must learn,
or you stay in hell forever,
and you suffer and you burn.

SMOKE AND MIRRORS

I look back on my long life,
and I finally see,
it was all smoke and mirrors
which have reflected me.
Life was just a dream,
but I finally awoke
and see that all I wished for
was just mirrors and smoke.
You say you found a soul mate,
you love her, so you swear.
You love only your reflection,
which is mirrored by her.
I groped behind lifes curtain,
found nothing to retrieve.
All was just smoke and mirrors,
nothing true to believe.
You say that you found happiness
in the feelings religions evoke,
but you were merely tranquilized
by their soothing smoke.
If you should ever reach my age,
I am sure that you will find:
Life is just smoke and mirrors,
with nothing of substance behind.

THE SILENCE OF THE SAGE

If you acquire wisdom
and follow the Taos way,
you learn to live in silence
and all worries fade away.
If you listen to the Tao
and accordingly behave,
you will surely be rewarded
by the silence of the grave.
You will abstain from nonsense
of this worlds silly quest,
just sit there in silence,
smile at the world and rest.
No more the heat of passion
and the ice-coldness of hate,
just silence, peace and smiling
in a tranquil steady state.
Night to day, and day to night
as the world goes round and round,
darkness changes into light,
silence changes into sound.
But there is no returning
to foolish youth from wise old age,
to the youthful carnal pleasures
from the silence of the sage.