All over the world there is phenomenal beauty
with a music of its own,
places of beauty where the beloved
has walked
to share the very nature of spirit
spilling over into form,
a sacred place shaded by palms
that become psalms before our eyes..
and in our hearts
feeling the flow of the soul..
makes me want to kneel in gratitude..
And how does paradise appear
through a single tear
of pure love
when we feel the beloved is near..
drawing our eyes to the skies
of magnificence
a moment of sacramental presence…
a glory of communion
spilling from
the beloved’s flowing songs..
the soul spreads its light
like the rays of the sun
and fills the sanctuary of the moment
in the purity of loving praise
raising and surrendering
everything
to the beloved…
and through intimate grace
becomes a
dwelling place..
N.
New Mother, New Earth Night Songs 