Here in the shade, so thankful are we
I sit with the one called Yeshua
and he whispers to me
Many would name my intuition a fraud
but here, I seek glory that comes only from God
Few words does he speak
the heart of my soul
yet his language is subtler than words can unfold
The Muse is his spouse
and the universe, his raiment
As he heralds new song
I am freed from each ailment
My constant companion is the cosmic Nazarene
The infinite Logos
the Self without seam
Through this single form
this personage
this force
I seek the hidden life
the knowledge of my source
Evry piece of life
emerges from that soul
In evry solid rock
is consciousness untold
The core of each one’s mind is surely destined to ascend
I seek to know the greater whole, through Yeshua
my friend
This is beautiful!
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Thanks very much my friend =] I appreciate the the encouragement
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