I climb the northern ridge to watch
The lucent view of crystal sea,
While dancing tides reflect in mist
Atop the crown of ancient hills.
And far below, the meadow kneels
To praise One's infinite design
Now drawn across the moonlit pearls.
My chakras burst with heaven's flare
As winds embrace my inner glow.
God Bursts Everywhere Contest: Dr. Ram Mehta
by nette onclaud