Saturday, March 15

immaculate whispers of the Heart


be still my inflamed heart
and ascend into that Higher Vision
dip your ceaseless longings
into the fire of Truth
Adore This
the cult of sensual pleasures
betrays This
so at once
abandon all of your stray birds
for that which is Here Now
for This alone satiates
that thirst for True Love
and This alone
is the Wholeness within.




(Artwork: "Serenity of the Sun" by Rassouli)

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