Saturday, November 8, 2014

Who Are You

You are the glorious light of dawn, rising out of darkness;
You are the sacred presence in a sea of profanity;
You are the generously helping hand, in a land of inconsideration;
You are the sun-kissed smile, flashing out from within a miasma of indifference;
You are the unity of friendship, banishing loneliness;
You are the love, tenderly enfolding sorrow;
You are the unyielding peace, slowly healing suffering;
You are the power of faith, dissolving fear and self-doubt;
You are the knowing, shattering ignorance;
You are the unblemished perfection, shattering the illusion;
You are the self-realization, emerging from forgetfulness.

Who are you?
You are my all victorious self.



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