Waves Of Light

Indian guy blows light in my eyes,
It was glowing—totally mezmorized.
He says everything has a glowing aura
That he can see,
When he walks among the plants and the trees.
We are made of fast moving light,
we can’t see it in dark or night.
He says there is no karma to go through,
that we should just go with the flow and have fun too.
He lives in Vegas and travels the USA,
He was made fun of in India so he doesn’t go there today.
People don’t believe what they can’t see, so they don't conceive.
I will hopefully see Indian guru again,
have many more questions without end.

Written by Suzae Chevalier August 22,2011

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