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My Friend, I AM with You in the garden flowers, the soil
The stone, the air, the Water and Sun, Fire and Rain.
In the silence, an emergence from within,
Your Voice, not spoken words
I hear,
But Worlds without noise, no limits, no fear.
To my amazement
your face did appear,
Smiling, the choice of convergence,
of another blessed meeting.
I Am with you, in this yet fleeting moment of Love's silence.
Again I gain
another grain of truth from your greeting,
Of cheer and remembrance,
Of everything that I love, that is holy and good and kind.
I am with you
On this Journey from the mind....
Seek the love that resides within you,
within me,
and gain the lovely loss of
inequity
Beckon me warm unto your embrace, for I am lonesome...
I am lost in a forgotten race...one seed ..one ground..
made holy..
made pure..
With me.. with you..
One sound .. Om.. procure..
Om Shanti.. Om.. |
