When you disappear into worry
the mountains miss you.
The sky yearns
for your company.
The earth
longs for your step.
And the Beloved inner self
aches for your return.
Any moment,
when that longing calls,
come back,
awaken to the now
where the bliss enfolds you
in its luminous blanket.
Love hugs you
in its eternal embrace.
And you master
all of creation.
Hi Lesley,
So grateful to receive your inspiration this am. It is beautiful.
Sending big Shabda hugs and wishes for a healthy and gracious Spring.
Much love, dear one.
Teddy
An oh do timely reminder for me. THANK YOU.
Beautiful, Lesley. Thank you.
Thank you for the gentle encouragement to simply turn our backs on the dross of the world and merge with the Master in consciousness.
Thank you all for you lovely responses. We are so blessed to be able to recognize when we’ve left our true selves, and to have a means of return. Gratitude!
What a lovely offering. Many blessings.
Spiritual food for my spirit. ??
Beautiful! Thank you.
Lovely Poem, Lesley!
This is incredibly meaningful to me as I read it again in late June. Your poems loft above time and space. Thank you, Leslie, for being such an open, loving channel for the Beloved Master. ???