Thorns and Roses

Why should I complain of the thorns in my life, 
When the Rose doesn't ?

The thorns pricked my EGO and bled me dry,
Now all that remains is I, the Self, Brahmn,
                         PURE BLISS!!

The Lost Key To Happiness

I kept turning the keys of my mind, 
Trying to unlock one door after another,
From pain , to sorrow,to acceptance I moved,
and then,
I stumbled into Joy, Bliss, a feeling of Fullness,
It was only a matter of turning the keys of my mind,
And Releasing the Past, 
From the Hidden Chambers of my Mind...

The Last Lock Opened, the Key Turned ever So Slowly,
But when it opened the Door, what did I See?
A meadow full of sunshine with flowers and butterflies, 
Pure Joy!
And then I Realized.....
 That  THAT Meadow was ME!!