The Power, Majesty, Magic and Energy of Nature Plus. To William D Holland and Family
For your love, service, ability to uplift; your innate delight in the joy of Oneness
Who said that marbles don’t speak?
Go and visit the portals of the Taj Mahal;
An epitome of glitter and wonder,
Would shine on the grandeur of your Heart.
Come! All those who tire and need respite.
Feel the serenity of this ‘Legend of Eternal Love.’
When the moon shines, a golden splendour sparkles;
Evokes the Spirit of Mumtaz and Shah Jahan.
Who said that nature does not speak?
Lay your head on the body of the Cascade Mountains.
Cup its soil with your feet.
Your heart will be enamoured with beauty;
Your Soul drunk in bewilderment and awe.
Who said that monuments don’t speak?
Iconic and breath-taking, the Eiffel Tower
Weaves an artistic tapestry,
Paints an internal portrait to all,
On the Canvas of the Parisian Soul.
Last evening, I visited the Louvre;
Went sporting to the Crest of Heaven.
There I was garlanded by Mona Lisa,
Who decorated my admiration,
While Da Vinci wafted her fragrance into my Core.
Who said that Peaks don’t speak?
I walked through the forests, the valleys of
Matlock, Buxton, Dovedale; Aylesbury...
The vines and stones whistled, banqueted
And danced with me;
I became immersed, in a flood of Delight!
Who said that the voiceless don’t speak? Who?
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. ©Copyrighted. 4th July, 2015.
~Awakening The Inner Light ~
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