Embody
Here with a smile as sad thoughts bleach,
I count my days in surge of pain;
Joy takes a while to seep and reach,
As pain sculpts clay now and again.
My quest for peace starts with void deep,
I hear a voice that calls to me;
Brief shaft of ease in dance of sleep,
Stream pique of poise that craft can be.
There is a way within that shows,
A touch unseen like in a dream;
A mellow play of words that flow,
A gap between where stillness streams.
A hidden fire burns warm and bright,
Deep soul marks heart with body-mind;
Spirit now sires a lovely light,
Glimpses now start to help me find.
Faith channels hope in glimpse that calls,
Love abides here in deep desire;
Joy sculpts and scopes as echoes fall,
Goodwill seeds clear true burning pyre.
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