I Am. With Love to Whonunuwho for His Soul's Day.
I am the abyss; the chasm blue;
I’m your sweet cheerfulness; your haven, too.
I am the shadows; the Light to tend,
The many weary hearts, I need to mend.
I am the flower; the scented lawn,
The hallowed Earth; the beauty of the dawn.
I am the Heaven; the art of wars;
The celestial nymphs and the twinkling stars.
I am the Polestar, that shines afar,
The precious tear in your charming laughter.
In so many fragrances I dwell:
The yellow orchids; the wafted bluebell.
I am your joys and your sorrows, too;
My exquisite sparkle shines in you.
I charmingly array the Higher Sense;
Paint my Love on your Breath of Silence.
I am at funerals, when men die,
I make the winds speak and the flowers cry.
I am the Form; the Emptiness; the Bride,
I’m in everything else that’s null and void.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. Copyrighted, 25th June, 2015.
~ Awakening The Inner Light ~
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