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Thursday, 24 November 2011

Asleep or Wake


A flame flickers
In the sanctuary

Sitting before the flame
Caught within the light
Enter into darkness
Slip upwards into
That immense unknown.

A weight lifts
The soaring self
Infinitely deep
Without words.

Here is the place
Where I am known
Knowing  myself to be.
Part of that universality
Where the whole self
Shall become a prayer,

A meditation
In the solitude of silence
Within a single flame

A kind of Shekinah.

JL Nov 23 2011 

24 Nov 10:50

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