The Pull Of Entanglements
I saw the depths of torrential sadness,
Streaming through her distraught eyes.
Like an archipelago of grey mists,
They wrapped themselves around her emotions,
As life became a solemn fire of her longing.
God! How she missed him!
The red tangled cords of her heart burned with passion,
Reaching wearingly for a long gone dream.
Looking into her Soul she saw a mirror,
Manifesting the mystic intricacies of her despair.
Light of Peace
Mirror of the Soul
I saw my Beloved, pouring the Light of Peace,
Into her attachment-bondage,
Mixing a blend of mellifluous charm;
Fragrant roses whispering to her Spirit.
I looked again; saw an effulgent messenger,
Erasing an ephemeral phantom,
Dancing within the confines of her Heart.
It worked … briefly… for three moons later,
She was seen clutching at elusive shadows,
Even though aware that all things transitory,
Remain obedient to the Wheels of Time.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. ©Copyrighted, 21st August, 2016.
~ Awakening The Inner Light ~
Light of Peace
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