Saturday, December 11, 2021

White Spectral Wind/ Overtone Peacock Moon of Radiance, Day 27


11 Ik

 

White Spectral Wind

  

When all excess dissolves from fev’rish day

And minutes disappear in metaphor

Then alabaster bones alone do stay

Supporting one activity – no more

Necessities expendable become

I meditate entirely on Thee

No other function takes me from my home

Not hunger, commerce, nor philosophy

Contemplation truly undertaken

Sustains the mind, the body and the soul

Bliss pervades and ecstasies awaken

All else is rendered dross when Thou art goal

 

If naught but thought of Thee is my desire

Then neither death nor life can quench the fire.

  

©Kleomichele Leeds

 


 

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