Lost 
I find myself when I am lost.
There is so much silence in losing my small world.

I find order in disorder.
I find stillness in shambles

The silence is profound when there there is no path to tread and nowhere to go

In that confusion and in that chaos
I find someone
I find His hand
I find Him holding
Me and my existence

Each step and each breath
Becomes sacred
In the profundity of His Presence

Oh! The joy in losing myself ….

Feeling 

Wonder how it will be to see you,
If just a feeling of your presence can give so much peace.

Wonder how it will be to touch you,
If just a feeling of the connection can give so much warmth.

While it will be full of wonder and awe,
bliss and joy

The feeling of you here is the longing of the heart
Let this feeling
Stay and stay

Life – Lose yourself.

Lose yourself in the boundless sky.
Lose yourself in the wind that blows.
Lose yourself in the song of the birds.
Lose yourself in the flight of the birds.
Lose yourself in the sound of the chimes.
Lose yourself in the lightness of life.

Don’t make it heavy with your mind.
You will miss the flapping of the wings.
The feel of your own breath to be felt.
Oh life, lose yourself in the lightness of life.

The sorrow, the happiness, nothing remains.
Lose yourself in this precious moment.
Besides this moment all moments are heavy.
Only this moment is the moment to live.

Oh life, lose yourself in the lightness of life.

Harjeet