i hate to complain

but things are the same everything

only slightly different each morning

when i wake i can hardly open my eyes

i want to greet the world with niceties youthful excitement

that stops when my eyes see the same scene

like a dream that won’t go away

God says you can change anything and everything

you have the power the might the glory of his

some say it’s all a mind game which creates this reality

i know it’s all that and yet my mountain won’t move

the thing i want to move in a place that is constant change

which bears its existence due to vibration motion that cannot exist

without the game changer that rearranges the natural world

yet how little changes i beg to know

to differ the world into something drastically varied

than the day before like a new planet or at least a new

set of circumstances to dazzle the mind into believing

what it should already know how to alter

that is a simple task yet denied with an air of atrocity

i can no longer bear this mixed up chaos that doesn’t behave

like the dream i am dreaming nor the one i choose to awake

i am watching from the outside while being within yet it hides

i see it everywhere as if i don’t

can’t seem to leave it though it leaves me hopeless

i know better from experience from yesterday

yesterday yesterday yesterday that won’t go away pretending

it’s today and tomorrow that are the same

time.

 

‘Deluded man is just a beggar on the street of time.’ ~ Paramahansa Yogananda