Thursday, August 2, 2012

Private Place

My feet sweep along the stone path
That leads to my private place
A pond, so clears, so silvery,
It beckons me to come, to look
And as I make my way through the palm fronds
I breathe in the essence of renewal, rebirth
Then I kneel at the edge of the water
And catch a glimpse of the full moon
As she hovers overhead, gifting her sparkling image
In the pond’s face along with mine.
I can see beyond the moment,
I can see beyond the now, the yesterday
And the answers I seek play out
Like a movie of truth, bringing me wisdom
Bringing me knowledge and understanding
Bringing me to a place of harmony with the Mother.

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