I Cry. Wounded By My Own Shadows. A Sonnet to Dwight Phoenix.

I cry! Wounded by my own shadows.

This loving earth has refused to swallow me,

And I stand naked and alone with all my foibles.

I yearn for happiness,

But feel entangled, in a self-made web of obstacles.

My impediments are numerous; and

This ‘field of torment’ has outshone all my candles.

Oh Love! This wayfarer in the midst of torrid deserts,

Meanders along a spiral path of pain and sorrow,

In isolation from Your sweet embrace.

Mother of my very Breath, hear me in this weeping;

This intensified wailing of my aloneness.

Show me the keys to the sacred doorway,

To Your resplendent City, in the Temple of Parvati. (Goddess of Love).

-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. ©Copyrighted, 19^th March, 2016.

~ Awakening The Inner Light ~