Gentling touch
Let’s raise a toast to love, dear soul,
praying that we imbibe pure bliss,
elixir that scriptures extol,
bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss.
Our Father who is in heaven,
when pleased with our heart’s pure intent,
bestows grace through chakras seven,
paving the way for soul’s ascent.
Gentling touch in thought, word and deed,
vaporising wayward ego,
bending down low, we let love lead,
no longer afraid to let go.
Our childlike heart, bubbling with mirth,
now treads softly on Mother Earth.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024
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