The Hush of Silence Whispers. Tuesday's Inspiration 7 to My Brother Chris Mills (Cam)
Light, my Light, Sweet Intimate Light
"Light, my Light, sweet intimate Light,
Kissing the stamen of God's Love,
You unfurl the petals of my Heart, like morning glories,
Purging it from the weeds of shadows,
Feeding my soul, with Your intimate flames." -Manatita
The Hush of Silence Whispers
"Morning glories; white snow … yon butterfly
Emerging from its cocoon. Smiles from the embryo;
My heart-stopping moon. Who paints the colours
Of Thy breath?" The hush of Silence whispers:
"I am the inner music within these songs.”
"Come, sweet melody, I who call for you,
Is none other than the Bride you seek.
I am the Flower opening to this rhapsody;
You are the fragrance in My dance.
I am a silent Thief, who longs only to explore the velvet
Garments, in the inner sanctum of the Heart.
Love is the intricate web binding us together,
And like the nightingale and its eloquence, We are One.
Come! Let us watch the floating clouds as the wind drifts,
With your lips pressed against mines, stilling storms with our lustre.
Let manuscripts, scholars and intimate words, all dissolve
In this river of wine --this peerless realm, from which I come.”
“My Shyama, my only entreaty, is for that sweet gaze,
From the glint In Your eyes, as even while steeped in
The dye of discernment, I lose control, whenever I see Your face.
Let Thy breath carry me in bewilderment, only to stand
Naked in Love’s echoing resonance, of golden Silence.”
Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 26th November, 2019
Wisdom from the Master
"Wherever you go, go with inspiration and aspiration.
Whatever you do, do with love and concern.
Whomever you see, see with purity's beauty
And responsibility's glory." -Sri Chinmoy
Joy in beauty
Do you feel the healing properties of nature?
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