in the blessings
I am losing the pain
of the struggle.
The travail is
my life is in
a golden bubble.
How did I get to
be so blessed?
How did I
make it through?
How many hundreds of life times
Have I been wandering closer to you?
I knew of your presence in snippets.
I hold those memories dear.
I always gave thanks for the rain clouds.
I knew one day I would cheer.
I knew one day I would be happy.
I knew one day I would be home…
Me the perpetual traveller
Need never, never more roam.
I have found the peace and contentment
I can now lift the gold cup
To the lips of the parched traveller
Who is just about to give up.
My home is a palace of beauty
A sanctuary of praise
I will keep the light in the window
For fellow travelers to find their ways.
In the meantime, sweet Spirit
I lift my heart in praise.
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Breathing in the stars I walked across the moon
Then I returned to my body… way too soon!
I remembered how it felt, a million dreams ago
To have someone hold me close.
Someone to whom I could always go.
Someone whose laughter thrilled me.
Whose eyes danced with me in rain.
Someone whose gentle smile banished all my pain.
Now I am fully awakened.
I give my head a shake.
I have been alone for many years
Why would I long for you
for goodness sake.
I take my shower.
Sing my prayer song.
Then the Sunlight of the Spirit comes along…
Just when I needed you most.
Thank you sweet Spirit
My Guide and my Friend
May I feel your presence till my Journeys end.
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