Meditation 20180608 Unity
she inherited an Institute
Heaven knew she would grow -
both American Beech in winter, and in warming glow
he wanted to be a monk
neither East nor West had vacancies for him -
he, as smooth as Laegerstromia Indica trunks, seeks flowering
some days the news is bad one after one
They remind each other to breathe with attention, deep ...
Waiting for the gap -between one breath and the next - to Speak
O yes, speak, these gaps, the tiniest spaces!
Glory to Consciousness, the canvas of all Being
the least expected places hide - are holding - dying and living
Withhold word-judgment, O man, says the writer of Romans
One body - perhaps watery - is forgotten by icicles suspended in season
Hug the tree-hugger: sap whispers thanks to her. Transcend form Separation
Copyright © Anil Deo | Year Posted 2018
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