this body is the temple in which i offer my worship of you
gently rolling down the lingam in my heart
this is all i have come for
but i do not know it
i struggle and crawl toward saturated flesh
my mangled worry
entangling distant hope
why must i make it difficult
stopping. fixing, YOU.
who else?
teach me contentment through service to the world. Please.
so that i may be your vessel and KNOW it
but still have delicate solid connections to the glorious life surrounding
both together
nowhere to go, nothing more to have
or give up
Simplify
one
all
I

Hare Rama Krsna