Perfect present

The source/God has made us who we are, How could we be less than perfect? How could any love be less than his will? How could we ask for something different than what it is base on our conditional mind. Everyday is perfect, Everyone is ” I Am”. The path is within, the knowing is…

Reborn

New poem, Happy Easter 💜 When the first sound was born Universe was filled with magic. Sweet fragrance of the beloved Alive, eternal, breathe in moment. There is nothing else, Only frequency of love Moving in this body, and tears of joy Ache of reborn, cry of grace Widen in my human bones. Body, soul,…

I must love you so much…

There is a room, not too large, not too small. It holds the silence of forests for me. Poppies bloom on its walls. Ocean waves could be heard in beating of my heart. Dream making is allowed between hours, day and night. I am so selfishly alone in this room. The door is unlock, I…