From Where Speech Returns
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Transcendent places, from where speech returns,
where heavy hearts sigh, a pensive soul yearns,
where minds are wide open with nothing in sight,
where swords are not drawn, but steady the knight.
Here, all the world is ready at hand,
to bring forth a miracle or something as grand,
to squeeze out a tear from eyes red and dry,
to burst out in stars and fill up the sky.
"Delicate, delicate" the Maharishi proclaimed,
"Everything is possible here." No need for shame.
Open the heart and the world opens too.
Open yourself. Everything is for you.
Copyright © William Coyne | Year Posted 2020
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