It is the rhythmic heart
that opens every shell of its prayer,
to manifest reverent love and devotion
within the ambience of physical systems;
’an arena of universal contention’.
Where true lovers perceive
their dreams of the ecstatic arousal
and make heart, a place of worship.
Oh my divine beloved of ecstasy.
Don’t let it burn in the flames of pain
as it strives in its quest for perfection.
Don’t let it become
the prisoner of its own inner loneliness.
Let it listen to your solace music,
’the harmonizing force of your passion’.
to heal its broken rhythm of trance.
Let it dissolve its mortal attributes
in the elixir of your ecstatic love.
Let it lose itself in your enamored spirit,
as the flowers in rapturous bloom
lose themselves in their own fragrance.
Let it become quiet
in the realm of your inner quietness.
Open the sacred gate of spiritual secret
and your delectable immortal love.
So it can die in your heavenly embrace
to be replete with your divine essence.
by Sukhdarshan
October 30, 2009
Thank you for reading.
Comments
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lovely imagery
beautiful write!
God bless you my friend...
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This is almost prayer-like in its delivery.
"Don’t let it become the prisoner of its own inner loneliness." This is a great line and one that many will relate to.
The whole write made me feel like you were on the brink of desperate loneliness, yet at the same time could look back and see the divine essence of love...searching, reaching out to reclaim it. A very emotional piece and written with your usual characteristic flare for invoking the divine nature of pure love.
A pleasure to read my friend...Alby
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