Love eradicates the old taste of mistakes.

Dewlike essences wash clean, stinging sores

that linger from escapades into delirium,

as past mayas silently spiral away.

Lightness of touch devoid of the burning claw of temptation is

Distilled now into a healing balm of mysterious rapture.

A sunlit embrace reminds you who you are,

As rushes of gratitude spill everywhere,

Awakening you to the reverence of joy.

Gratitude’s bright face beckons you Home,

And you catch glimpses of the Self that knows for

Better or for worse.

Opening to the course of true light takes you silently

To a place that has no name

And carries you through centuries past,

Through silent falls from grace,

Where resentment was a thief

Who stole your happiness,

Caught now by a higher Self that plans your resurrection.

Guided to the path that holds the universe together,

A still haven of remembrance comes upon you,

July 19, 2006.

This was written at the end of “summer break” from school.
There is so much outer activity as a teacher, hence the gaps between these creative sparks!
Om Shanti…I can now say this to my former self of  so many years gone by. It means: I AM A PEACEFUL SOUL. However on July 19, 2006 I was not aware of or in touch with the core of peace within I, the soul.

In fact, this is what I was writing: “drowning in sadness, images of loss have come loose in my being, spilling into everyday consciousness. Despondent, listless, where has my extreme positivity gone? Deep into the past where old mistakes, linger,unresolved…waiting for the new day to be liberated, freed, forgiven.

Overwhelmed by the process of the LIGHT filtering through the darkness, searching for a new way to address each day and to live the gift of…