The Knowing

Let's burn the past, grip no more; Rise from ashes to a new shore, Like phoenix from its dust revives; To a new being and thus survives. Here and now is the greatest bliss; Clinging to past, everyone do miss, Huge energy scattered everywhere; How bizarre, but none left to spare, This moment when needed most; All used up in anger, fear and lust, Running in circles same old song; Come home now it's been so long. Sanjeev Acharya (c) 2011