Sat upon the rock of life Held by a throne of strength Stopped by the timelessness of Silence Soft breeze whispers the blessings of Grace Can not help but be touched To surrender. Hands join in prayer Bowing to sacredness itself Right here, this mystical cosmic play that dances the tapestry of life Where suffering and joy are no longer to be found Only a bliss that is ineffable for it is not earth bound. A beauty beyond form, Heaven beyond the magical notes of any angelical sound This is the Spirit of all that there is Just waiting to be found.
~Written By Shelley Osman Copyrighted, 15.4.2023.
~Art work by Emily Kell