into the land of mystery, shadows fall and still the breath
the little voice inside hushed, for a moment
forward into the night so dark
the mist of unrest around
as the master calls to thee, come here
be in my heart, free as the wind
haunting light, i follow there and feel
the beating of something other
land of shadow, no power to hold
sitting easily, the way is open
heart to bare your beauty to this eye
i shudder what a sight to see
the one that was thought to be set apart
was all the while truly thee..
my master, the self the same in all
as a whole being
what joy is there in this knowing
that never has thou been outward
but always here within as o ne
precious, clear light
and nothing more ...
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Namaste- Om Shanti
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