Sunday 20 August 2017

Whatever it touches-it makes it alive.


There is a light that
million suns cannot give

it comes and sits
in the silence of meditation.

Where ever it cast its eyes
-everything blossoms.

It has no eyes ,yet it sees everything.

it has no feet ,yet it moves everywhere.

what you and me call light
- is only its shadow.

2 comments:

  1. I will climb to the top of my mountain this morning and sit in silence as I connect with this light.

    Love
    xo

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  2. 'what you and me call light- is only its shadow'...

    ...a shadow of our own true nature, which is light.

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