Pujaloy (The Abode of Worship) To Tillsontitan by Manatita
A Dedication to my Friend Mary (Tillsontitan), for her innate spirituality and loving support.
Above the hills of the river Neckar,
This Heart-Temple glows with resplendent Light.
The silent morn awakes,
To a stillness enrichened by chirping birds.
Across the river, greenish buoys are visible,
Made so by the reflective light,
Bouncing of its surface from nearby homes.
Hardly a ripple is seen as the water seemingly stands still;
Exuding presence in response to the cosmic call.
From where I stand, I feel the rhythm of harmony,
And I’m filled with Delight.
All seems sacred at this hour!
Zephyrs enchant my Spirit;
I am stunned by the joyful thrill of my inner Citadel,
And shed tears in the sacred alcove of my Soul.
Waves of bliss engulf me, as a deeper Energy,
Takes hold of my indrawn breath.
As such, an Inner Pilot now governs my very core.
Not so long ago,
I was sitting inside the Sanctum of the Temple.
The translucent flames that stabbed at my Spirit then,
Evoked seeds of contemplation,
Furnaces of fiery Love within the Soul.
Now, from without the marbled walls
Of this sacred Sanctuary.
I stumble drunkenly in stupor,
Reel as if intoxicated by the wine of Heaven.
Sweet Lover, You that beckon me from the Great Unknown,
Cascade, like roses, this blissful Light.
Let it float and dance into the vastness,
As radiant as the Sun!
Emanating a sweet and lustrous glow,
Into the heart of all Your lovers,
To grant us Peace.
-Manatita. (Bard of Solace) 8th November, 2014. © Copyrighted.
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