I hear the songbird sing a fine sweet song. It weaves its waves through my brain. I am intoxicated and woken up by her presence. Lady Nirvana is Home. Namaste sweet wisdom… Namaste sweet wisdom…
Tears run through my heart. Love, intimacy, seem distant and by some miracle, more close than ever. There is a perfect dropping away. There is sweet perfect surrendered soul. There is a naked treasure, so fine it laughs at gold. Without a mind to filter life; Nirvana is Already the case. Without a Soul to worship or free; You remain Absolutely free. There is a simple Mythology to be understood. I hear the songbird sing a fine sweet song. It weaves its waves through my brain. I am intoxicated and woken up by her presence. Lady Nirvana is Home. Namaste sweet wisdom… Namaste sweet wisdom… © God Dieux Photography
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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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