As I sit back and contemplate what brought us
together, the world of you and me becomes clear;
I wanted to escape a world of dreams
and you were ready to take me beyond my fears.
And though immersed am I within your drama,
the struggle between the willing and unwilling
proves fierce. For I am led by a mind unwilling
to bend to the possibility of a world where “us”
is more than just circumstance, more than just drama
more than a son protected by dharma. Clear
are the battles still raging inside and fears
are the weeds protecting my pride. Dreams
of an unshakable peace are the only dreams
that you have for me, as you are unwilling
to allow me to follow my fears
at the expense of a better tomorrow. Leading us
through a world in which your duty is clear
your life, your leela, divine is your drama,
far from chaos, sublime is your bhava. Drama
melts away like the dreams
of sleep, as you take me to a land where all is clear.
I can’t put into words the power of your touch as I’m unwilling
to let logic reflect upon us.
You are able to take a world of fears,
and through love make all the pain disappear. Fear
cannot touch our beloved drama
but it is not just me and it is not just us
and a world of hate and constant disgust, uses dreams
lust, and a pervasive distrust, unwilling
to live and let live, though still clear
is their conscience. The world holds no sway, you’re clear
and focused, your breath finds a way to relieve my fears.
As I stand in the rear I may seem unwilling
but I am merely waiting for the end of the drama
when we’ll be resting together in a world beyond dreams
where nothing else matters but us.
You made it clear; you are beyond the drama,
beyond the fears and beyond the karmas. Dreams
are not your reality, but the unwilling duality of us.
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