I Bow to A Spirit, Bleeding With The Joy of Sacrifice. A Dedication to Mother's Day
To my Mother; to the loving Mothers of Hub Pages ...to women everywhere!
O my Sweet One; my supernal Beauty!
You left your aroma behind as you passed through,
Wafting your life of radiance, to a wretch like me.
Touching the luminosity of the moon, I had already
Spoken to the Sanctity which brought you down.
Now I ask yon silvery clouds,
To send me an Emissary of your worth,
As I bow to a Spirit, bleeding with the joy of matchless Love.
Sweet Happiness, cute everything to me,
If the limit of our Love could be measured,
I would do my best to send it beyond measure.
Now that we live forever in this moment;
I surrender all to be at your side.
Stay, tarry a little longer.
Time is fleeting and tomorrow you will awake in Paradise.
For now let me hug you, honour and worship you,
Exalt, adore and merge in you.
Then I will delight in the bleeding sacrifice of your Heart,
And make them mines, O Mother of Perennial Bliss.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. Copyrighted, 10th May, 2015.
~Awakening The Inner Light~
The Beauty and Fragrance of a Living Moment.
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