Sunset

I observe the beauty, daily

Watching the sunrise, soft silver pink

Watching the sunset, fiery purple orange

Listening to the whispers of the creek

Listening to the crunch of hooves in snow.

Do you know what a Blue Spruce smells like?

Can you recall the scent in your mind?

I can.

When this day begins, I begin anew with it

When this day ends, I end with it.

Can I keep the mind that I had,

Before I was born?

Can I remember myself, before I was defined?

When I return to the place of my origination,

Will You know Me, My Beloved?

Om Namah Shivaya

Oh My Beloved Lord Shiva.

Om is not your name, 

The sound is You.

Do you know what the Infinite looks like?

Can you recall the Cosmic when you close your eyes?

I can.