Words come to me.
I willingly let them in,
all the way down,
to root me back into this Divine Experience called Life.
There’s something about Writing;
fingers playing with a string of Words,
hands desperately searching for just the Right Touch.
Then there’s Speaking your piece,
Words slip out of the mouth
glide over soft lips and land gently on another’s ear…
Come to Me.
I summon you this evening
under the sly smile of the Moon.
Carefully unravel The Mystery
Take me back to Divinity
This is my Prayer.
From the Heavens in my Heart
to the sea in your eyes where your Soul resides
I send to you my Warmth.