I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Monday, May 27, 2013
In the Deepest Place
For the raindrop
Joy is joining the river
Ghalib
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from the deepest place
love flows
like a spring
love flows
in the deepest place
who I am is found
and lost
in something bigger
in the deepest place
my starving soul
quivers
fixed on the scent of light
in the deepest place
I am fed
defined
nourished
and deeply connected
to the One
I live
and breathe
and have my being
and being becomes
something through which i pass
differently
the shallow lands become transformed
all
is fed
by that deep spring
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