Placed Second in Constance's 'E' Word Poetry Contest
Away from the fever and fret of life In absolute stillness, in abject surrender Looking into the core of my being In deep silence and solitude In an ardent gesture of adoration I was in dialogic communion with God. In that divine setting, I heard the spirit whisper, “Shear off the cumbersome, get down to the essentials. Petty fears and petty pleasures are just shadows. Search not for the transitory but seek the eternal.” A rare quiet flooded in and engulfed me The window of my soul opened to light, And the hidden well springs were revealed to me. I became part of the silence, merged with the harmony. In my nothingness, I found my all. ‘Heard the harvest song of inward peace.’ Never was a moment more perfect! Under the ‘Bodhi’ tree, that moment stood alone!
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