The Dawn of Love Beckons: DedicationTo Nellieanna, A Sacred Lady, By Manatita

The golden dawn of Love beckons,

As I push through the mist to find my way.

resigned to chasing shadows,

I am bound or fettered in my Soul.

O slumbering child, crying inside this forlorn heart,

Free me from my quagmire of desires;

This dance of ego.

The river of Light beckons me, and

Its glow of rhododendrons ‘cross yon distant fields,

Fills me with Your radiance;

I yearn for the vibrancy of sunflowers,

To poise with majesty

From Love’s rhapsody of the Soul.

In search of peace,

My breath points to the scent of daffodils;

The ecstatic feel of the mother’s hand on a fertile womb,

Blossoming with the joys of heaven.

Day and night Your beauty augments,

Like a twinkling star, to the pinnacle of perfection, and yet,

I behold a new delight, with each morning’s sunrise.

How can I redress my Ignorance?

I wish to nourish You, my Beloved.

To gaze into those gleaming eyes of infinity;

To feed You, while You sway cradled

In my spirit's core.

Come, my Darling,

Let me drink freely of Your enchantments;

Where ever Your sojourn, let me follow.

All my life, I have been found wanting,

Until You flooded my existence-breath,

And I re-discovered my appetite for zest.

Beloved, here in this ephemeral haven,

I offer my salutations.

Reach out and take those hands

Folded in supplication,

While I call out Your name.

Let me be lost in stupor, with Your divine Essence

Cascading ‘sweetness’within my Soul,

And all becomes Ananda. (Delight).

-Manatita 21^st April, 2014. Copyrighted.