It pours down. It showers… totally. Embracing everything, cleaning everything, nurturing everything. Its consistency consists. Its totality totals. Its penetration penetrates. The old hermit was wise, accepted and unaccepted. He could remain invisible, transparent and obvious. His wisdom was of laughter, His wisdom was of tears. His wisdom brought compassion, Healing all the fears. The garden showed its wisdom, The garden showed its grace. The garden showed its beauty, The garden revealed your face. And if you listen closely, You’ll hear the tree of life. Dancing ever softly, Sharing fruit delight. Kindness is your wisdom. Silence is your heart. The birds of your being, tearing you apart. Making love so softly, Making love intense. Dissolving in your lover, Opening the gate less fence. Kissing Buddha softly, Kissing Buddha hard. Listen to his silence, Listen to him roar.
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Author ~ God DieuxCanadian Spiritual Author, Mystic Poet, Spiritual Guide, Singer, Songwriter, Artist, Photographer, Filmmaker, Visionary Archives
September 2022
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