Ch 7, V. 25
For my glory is not
seen by all – the stars
know me well, they
gather with their friends
to celebrate the love
that I am – I am that
hidden by the veil of
great mystery, and in
its delusion this world
recognizes me not, who
was never born and
yet forever I am.
To Live In The Heart
To you, you with the
heart of the green
Earth; love follows
swiftly towards
the blessings of
your sacred presence.
It is unto you whom
the world sings all
it’s glory, that my
sacredness always flows,
seeking expression
through your graced
visions of our infinite
and eternal love, which
nourishes all life.
To you, you with the
presence of the lofty
mountain; beauty stalks
quietly about your nimble
steps, always heading
inward towards your
effervescent soul. It is
unto you whom the world
praises sacred wisdom, that
my gratitude flows, seeking
always to honor your sacred
presence in my fleeting life
built from the ashes where
the temple of our union is
yet to be erected – that holy
ground of imminent love.
To you, you with the
soul of infinite skies,
wisdom falls behind
as you traverse the
greater inner world
of the heart’s design,
always seeking a path
to the hearts of those
whom you have loved.
It is unto you whom the
world prostrates down
before, for the greatness
dwelling in you shall carry
forth the blessings of
sacredness. With one word,
you inspire me, the present
personification of all man,
to tear down the inner
dams I have built up in the
name of protection to allow
the River Love to flow. So, I let
it flow continually onward,
finally coming to bask in the
sacred presence of you, the
sacred Goddess of wisdom
living within my heart.
I See The Sounding Chimes Bend
In the breath of the wind
I sing your name proud
while the rain falls around
I see the sounding chimes bend
As the waters soon mend
I dance in the meadows late
lingering forward towards your gate
I see the sounding chimes bend
As the winding path does lend
I hear the birds whisper of love
Passing all grievances above
I see the sounding chimes bend
As the clouds messages send
I curl my aspirations to hide
always festering deep inside
I see the sounding chimes bend
In the breath of the wind
I proclaim my answers true
Seeking always to please you
I see the sounding chimes bend
The Morning’s Glory
The glory of the morning
Starts with the morning glory
Stretching stalk and stem upward
Rising to meet the mounting sun
Stretching her petals outwards far
Invites visitors of plenty still to come
Giving them what they want, they do her bidding
The push and pull of life compels
Standing erect and tall
The flower finally falls short
Drawing her petals to her side
Giving a bow for all the world to see
– She rests for the night
Sedefche 