Genuflecting

A different art of living,
A burning heart, pulsating,
A lifted feet, a sudden shift,
A fearless thought, thoughtless,
An explosion,,,, Master....

Time waits, for its turn,
But its timeless now,
Into the abyss of nothingness,
I bow to him,
In the stillness of the storm,
I bow to him,
In the brightness of thousand suns,
I bow to him,
Inside the pain of not knowing,
I bow to him,
In the esctasy of mindlessness,
I bow to him,,,,

Nobody smells the perfume of my eyes,
Yet in the middle of the mass that doesn't see,
I bow to him,

All gifts of my own bringing lasts until my belief,
Yet, for every illusion that brings me closer to reality,
I bow to him,,,,

The circle of night-day, today-tomorrow-yesterday,
keeps passing through me in obviousness,
And for everyday I take a day off to enquire my SELF,
I bow to him....

For every miracles i've never seen,
I bow to him,
For every madman that enjoys me,
I bow to him,

For every desert that is still dry,
I bow to him,
For every single droplet i find,
I bow to him,

In my movement towards dangerous path,
And in my courage that wants to laugh,,,, 
I bow to him,
I bow to the supreme,
I bow to nothing less than everything,,,,
I bow to the all embracing, all forgiving,,,,
For the first step towards the eternal path,
I bow to him...