How I Long For The Aroma of That Last Kiss. To Ruby Jean Fuller, With Much Love.
A spark of memory; a moment upon the wind,
And You have left me in longing.
Day and night I pine,
With a Heart made desolate by Thy absence.
All around me, the sweet roses
Of Your splendour, I see.
Yet my cup is half-empty, and forlorn is my cry.
Ah! How I treasure the aroma,
Of that adorable last kiss!
The ecstasy of its allure,
Still lingers in a Heart on Fire,
Calling out Thy name. Come! My Beloved,
Let me cascade trinkets at Your feet.
Cementing an ever-meaningful bond,
Known only to the unutterable,
In the luminosity of the Soul.
-Manatita, The Lantern carrier. ©Copyrighted. 18th November, 2015.
~ Awakening The Inner Light ~
The sweet beauty of the Light
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The Light of The Soul dazzles our outer experiences, remaining as a candle without flicker. Lost in equipoise, ever burning with a naturally higher frequency of Delight. O Bard of Solace, when this happens, all the externals become useless, meaningless and utterly false.
© 2015 manatita44
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