“Behind your image, below your words, above your thoughts, the silence of another world waits.”
― John O’DonohueAnam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom

luminous earthlings

I entered a house
with many rooms.
I transcended fear
of morbid tomb.
Intense light struck a chord,
an ambience of being adored.
I saw wonders of unending time,
where tangible grace
is so sublime!

No words to clutter
up my mind,
just euphonies of love entwined.
Where misplaced souls have found a way,
to hear faint heartbeats
and so to pray.
The mysteries of the unseen
where human tears
are obsolete,
and celebrations of souls set free
in glowing hearths of ubiquity!

I grasped what angels have
always known,
flesh shaped hearts
that were made from stone,
transformed by love’s
eternal creed,
that no pervading force impedes!

Resplendent views,
of the cosmic sea,
where souls have touched far galaxies.
Unconditional love is being…

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