When, in the youthful bloom of morn
the silken opalescence of the rising sun
enraptures
you
in pure childlike gratitude, joy and wonder
what can be said but…
‘Ahh!’
And that is enough.
For in that sacred, syzygetic, synchro-destinous moment
the Divine Nature of the Universe —
has cast off the coverlet of night
and
awakened
in
you.
And when you are inspired
to silent contemplation
through an elegant expression of art —
your heart flourishing and flowering
in rapt childlike gratitude, joy and wonder —
like the pure white lotus
flourishing and flowering
in the golden light and warmth of the morning sun —
what is left to say but…
“Ahh!”
And that is enough.
For in that sacred, syzygetic, synchro-destinous moment
the Divine Nature of the Universe —
has flowered within you.
And
That
You
Are!
Not two.
May your every breath be peace, light and Ineffable Love.
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the silken opalescence of the rising sun
enraptures
you
in pure childlike gratitude, joy and wonder
what can be said but…
‘Ahh!’
And that is enough.
For in that sacred, syzygetic, synchro-destinous moment
the Divine Nature of the Universe —
has cast off the coverlet of night
and
awakened
in
you.
And when you are inspired
to silent contemplation
through an elegant expression of art —
your heart flourishing and flowering
in rapt childlike gratitude, joy and wonder —
like the pure white lotus
flourishing and flowering
in the golden light and warmth of the morning sun —
what is left to say but…
“Ahh!”
And that is enough.
For in that sacred, syzygetic, synchro-destinous moment
the Divine Nature of the Universe —
has flowered within you.
And
That
You
Are!
Not two.
May your every breath be peace, light and Ineffable Love.
/|\