God, in doing anything -- how can I say I did not succeed?
Even in the impression of not finding you, God is found.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Thursday, April 25, 2013
There Is No Journey Into You
All futility is in myself,
There is no restaint if I surrender into You.
There is no journey into You,
there is no path to be taken, or missed.
You cannot be missed because
You are unavoidable.
You are the ground I walk on,
the air I breath, supporting the thoughts I think.
There is no journey into You.
There is no restaint if I surrender into You.
There is no journey into You,
there is no path to be taken, or missed.
You cannot be missed because
You are unavoidable.
You are the ground I walk on,
the air I breath, supporting the thoughts I think.
There is no journey into You.
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Let Me Do Any Work, Which is Thy Will
Oh God, save me from the concept of aiming to be noticed, in any way.
Let me do any work, which is thy Will, quietly, and anonymously!
Let me be overlooked by my fellows.
Let me move from the conceit of self, into union, in you.
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Quail Medow
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
The Lighthouse
Oh Lord, a stalwart lighthouse does not have to think, to shine,
All that is required is for it be straight and have light.
Nor do I have to be intellectual, to comprehend you
and be a beacon in this darkness.
Awareness, God, is a bright flame.
Inspire me to clean the obsucrations of this lense, the mind.
All that is required is for it be straight and have light.
Nor do I have to be intellectual, to comprehend you
and be a beacon in this darkness.
Awareness, God, is a bright flame.
Inspire me to clean the obsucrations of this lense, the mind.
In Deep Comprehension
Oh Lord, I have denied myself Peace and Happiness
by seeking of this in others.
True Contentment resides in You.
In deep comprehension of this, the singularity
is Mysterious, Complete, and Sudden.
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Quail Meadow
April
by seeking of this in others.
True Contentment resides in You.
In deep comprehension of this, the singularity
is Mysterious, Complete, and Sudden.
-----
Quail Meadow
April
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