A white flower is my mother
emanates from the immaculate
light of bliss
a firmament of
aesthetic rupture
steeped in
the silence of the truth of the Self

an infinite stream
of consciousness
of her
unconditional
Love
sprinkles spiritual energy

A white flower is my mother
Lines of plain light draw her
delicate nuance

A space made by
the surge
of divine rapture
manifests atop
ramifies
a universe of veins
funneling of peace
and of bliss
by her pure light

Always
in silence
Always
Bold
Always
an
Ineffable
flow
of true
LOVE