The principle of simplicity,
has so many complexities;
our points of view,
defining our perception, defying reality .
The infinite not to be seen
in a million stars;
lighting up like countless dreams,
as night begins to fall.
DEFINITIVE
back and forth I swing
unable to make the choice
indecisiveness
how to set a definitive point
into a constant flow ?
every second everything is changing,
but they ask me to remain the same,
unchanged
how to stop the unstoppable
the constant flow
of everything that stands now
only moments away, the change
of all we know, took for granted.
BELIEVE
what we believe becomes real,
at least for us that is.
how much belief would it need
to move the past,
that, which is done and gone?
inability to answer, as I never felt a need
to change what is done and gone
believe it all happens for a reason
believe one day we will know why
it all unfolded the way it did
it's not always fun
yet continuously interesting
as we progress through time
what we believe becomes real,
at least for us that is
objectively subjective reality
FaLLiNg to PiEceS
everything is falling to pieces,
and we are the illusionists
pretending it’s still the same
brave old world
millions of things have changed
over the last decades
fundamentally unchanged
we remain the same.
hiding our skeletons in tiny closets
readily cleaning others’ out
minding someone else’s business
is always easier than to handle our own
heap of crap, hate and dead feelings we collect.
ANIMAL IN ME
the lion with the scorpion's tail,
always ready to sting.
driven like the horses of ancient days,
to roam freely through the lands.
born under Uranus,
the fire of intution is the driving force.
THE LAKE
sitting on your shores,
mild the summer breeze
carrying the birds’ songs to my ears
your stillness calming my mind
the life you hold reviving me
for how long has the water been flowing
through you?
by far more than our bodies shall last,
I would imagine.
and still you look as though only seconds have passed.
generations since we were sitting on your shores,
you are the one to know all the stories,
and have made them into your own,
one, united, free for all,
and yet never shared.
that is the beauty you hold, and all that remains.
AMAZING GRACE
amazing grace,
so called coincidences
in fact do not exist.
all is constantly flowing,
a reason behind all that happens!
do you choose to see,
what lies in infinity :
it is you,
just as it is all else.
choose to be in the flow,
or stay on its side,
but do not tell me you can not swim,
’cause it will carry you all the way,
if you choose to let go
first it might feel like a free fall,
but soon you’ll see your descend
is your going up.
and both are controlled by a mysterious force,
that is life unfolding again and again !
MUSIC
the music has long since faded,
still my heart is pounding
to the beats that rained down on me
for hours.
the music, keeps going in my head
no denying,
it's a healing force, a mind opener
free for the enjoyment
always something new to discover
SILLY
silly, us humans we are ?
chasing dreams and pleasures
even when we know it is but
a vain attempt
to fill the void
we all feel it;
still looking for ways
to escape our own emptiness
did forget: love can show us the way
the one feeling
to make us whole again,
if not confused with desire that is.
HONEY
just like bees,
swarming around the honey
subconsciously sucking
life's energy
lashing on like leeches,
sucking you dry
slowly, unknowingly;
free fall.
consciousness thrives
as i observe the haunted minds
on their way to die.
craving every bit of attention
to get a sense of belonging
to you
HONEY
POISON?
technically speaking,
you are poison
running through my veins,
but still, you feel at home,
make me feel D same.
awaken the sleeping beauty
in anyone, who dares you,
to come close, lets you in.
Mother of god, may be your first thought
but if you do not cling...
Technically speaking,
poison running through my veins,
yet you take me places divine,
make me feel safe and warm, inside:
home again
TIME AND SPACE
All is connected:
the principle of non-locality
defeating time and space
defying the boundaries,
commonly taken for granted.
the divine and the mundane
connected all the same.
intertwined we all are,
in aboriginal dream time
we can know it all
beyond this time and space.
no more hiding behind our veils
of lies.
INSANITY ?!?
Insanity as I plead you guilty,
of a crime;
which is your nature
no going back, no running forward,
stuck here and now you are.
so many places, you have been;
come back and wash yourself from your sins
unable to be forgotten, yet always forgiven.
i dream no more
to be released from her pleasure,
such a torment,
a reality, all too often, so close,
and yet just an empty shell
Never going back, and still
visiting the same places.
COME TO...
your sex is peacefully
placed upon my bed.
feast my eyes,
on your beauty divine.
just the look of your eyes
drives chills
up and down my spine.
a dream, the smell of you;
bewildering my senses.
lost in a sea of stimulation
before even one single touch
of you
the smoothness of your skin,
soft as silk, a bed of rose leaves,
i feel you
defenseless i end
all i can do
is surrender to you
and there is no denying
my taking pleasure in it.
PLEASE
all the what ifs in this life,
can never be solved.
decisions are made:
wrong or right does not matter
you can never please them all.
go your own way,
cause no harm,
you can even change your mind,
but you'll never please them all!
GETTING BETTER
Life is BEAUTIFUL!
but far from getting better.
’cause not one of us
stops for a moment to see
there is more than
what lies on the surface
sometimes, mirrors show
what you want to see
can you claim
you are free ?
and choose to see
the beauty that lives in everything ?
©steve sniukas
FURTHER BEYOND
listening to those chants
going places
some may call a fantasy;
a world of dreams,
but to real they feel
to be just that.
galaxies unfolding before
my inner eye, you might say,
but no, they are all surrounding
as if standing in an open room
stars sparkling
colors entwine
green, golden and white
this dust,
mild orange the glow
vast spaces, floating through
no thoughts
just observing, taking in
questions, unspoken
become; answered,
clear as known for years;
no doubts
let go and come in,
go out,
whatever it takes,
it’s all there to share.
no possessions
no religion,
just being and accepting.
3rd in the series of 3, 1st = gaze, 2nd = beyond
BEYOND
darkness falling
in the middle of this day
ancient chants,
bewildering my senses
the vibration of these mantrams
resonating in me
not real for many,
no dream to me,
I feel
the light that remains
lies in the sound
we carry
shining when even the stars
have left to rest.
2nd in a series of 3, 1st = gaze 3rd = further beyond
THE MARRIAGE
high as heaven,
low as hell,
all here, right now,
this planet is what we make of it.
heaven and hell
somewhere in between these
two extremes, we dwell
for most are drawn back and forth
we all are:
the good and the bad
the beautiful and the ugly
could we come to accept that ?
the beholder defines us to be either or.
extremes,
they lie in all of us,
one and one
to make one !
© steve sniukas
MEMORY
a little spirit,
growing free
slowly turning into …
a memory, all that is left
… a human
living a life
(what life?)
in search of answers,
asked for
thousands of years
who are we ? where did we come from ?
why are we here? where are we going to ?
are these memories,
lost before
again on this passage ?
go all the way to find
out more,
again.