the divine within
each of us is alone,
alone,
with inside us a piece of the divine
that knows within itself
the grandness that awaits
if we can but escape
the prison
of the illusion
of our individuality,
if we can but realize the birthright within us,
the life within the seed,
that awaits its time to see the Sun,
to reconnect with the Source.
by Henry H. Walker
March 9, ‘18
No comments:
Post a Comment