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Saturday, August 01, 2009

The flaming moth

My soul afire
at Your touch,
all else turned to ashes
at Your feet.

This flaming moth
this luminous soul,
resplendently caught
in the flame of Your candle.

Freed of bondage
light with bliss.
Only You and I
and ecstasy.

1 comment:

  1. Wow! This is so beautiful. The intensity of a Mirabai so nicely expressed. Straight from the depths of heart.

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