October 6, 2005
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Here is a poem anyway. I wrote this after reflecting upon the meditation and discussion I had tonight with my group of friends.
And I Opened Up to God
I released the comfort
trapped in my body and
watched it float up to
Father Sun and saw who
I was reflected in the
healing golden strands
This illuminated globe
of that which beset me
drifted down to Mother
and She opened herself
to engross what I know
was all my pain hidden
in a luminous disguise
Comments (5)
Ah, that makes me want to go meditate on a sunlit hilltop!
wow… well written
and hey, thanks for your comments and the invite…!!
I like that.
Jan, no, I’m not sick, but I have a high history of cancer in my family, so this is a major thing for me.
Although as expected your vocabulary must be realistic
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