Write lines upon my heart
in pure white light
and I will read them
Taste the nectar
of unbounded
sincerity
Breathe in blossoming
warm compassion
Taste the nectar
of unbounded
sincerity
Touch the tender pool
of infinite white light
Breathe in blossoming
warm compassion
Taste the nectar
of unbounded
sincerity
Meet me in the air space
between your thoughts
For this is holy ground
With the greatest humility and gratitude, I wish to dedicate this poem tonight to all of you at HP who have shown such lovely support for this quiet poem, which emerged from my deepest inner awareness.
Above all, gratitude to my Teachers.
©Elisa Maria Argiro