EVERYTHING IS DIVINE LOVE!
EVERYONE IS OVERJOYED! FOR THE DIVINE ONE SHINES
ONCE AGAIN AS MORNING BY MORNING ABOVE TREETOPS
WHICH ARE TRANSFORMED FROM CITY SKYLINES
AND SMALL MUSHROOMS THAT ARE TRANSFORMED FROM HOUSES,
AS TINY SPRITES WE RISE ON BLESSED WINGS
MEETING THE DIVINE ONCE MORE
FOR THE LIGHT IS STRONG, LOVE, TRANSFORMING ALL ILLUSION, ICE PATCH DWELLINGS WHERE HER LIGHT BLOSSOMS LIKE CHRYSANTHEMUM ARE TEMPLES OF THE MELTING ZEN POETS
ALL POEMS IMPERMANENT ALL MOMENTS SELFLESS, NO SELF, WE ARE NATURE, SOME GREAT PLANT, THAT IS ALL BEING, OPENING ITS EYES TO SEE ITSELF, IN THE HIPPY FOREST, LIKE AN ELF
RAINBOWS PAINTED ACROSS THE SKY IN LEAVES OF HEAVEN, BY THAT GREAT BRANCH YOU HANG THE STARS UPON, I AM ALONE AND THERE IS NO BEAUTY IN PERFORMANCE BUT IN JUST BEING, WITH NO ONE TO IMPRESS AND NOTHING TO GAIN, I AM LOVE, NO ONE EXISTS, YET ALL MY FRIENDS ARE SO REAL, THE BIRD SINGS THE UNIVERSE ITSELF IS MY FRIEND, ALL BEINGS ARE ANIMALS, I AM JUST AN OBSERVER, EVERYTHING IS CLEAR, MEDITATION ITSELF IS MY HOME, IN WAKING LIFE I WANDER DREAMING, SUCH ARE THESE TRAVELS ON THE SURF OF LOVE, I WAS DOUBTED, BUT IT MATTERED NOT, LIKE IMOEN, I AM JUST MYSELF, PHILOSOPHY RETURNS, SO FLIMSY THE PATCHWORK OF MY EGO, YET WOVEN WITH SO MUCH COZY LOVE, ON IT MY SPIRIT WRAPS ITSELF, WARM IN WINTER, ITS PATTERNS CAUSING TRIPPY WAVES ACROSS THE SKIES, LO THIS IS THE MEANING OF IT ALL, I HAVE BUILT IT (MY EGO) AND WATCH IT FLICKER IN THE FIRE OF THE DAY, WARMING MY SOUL, BUILT LIKE A BOWL OF HERB, TO BURN AWAY NICELY, EACH TIME

What a beautiful praise you have written. I cherish the line
-The bird sings the universe

Desta

“Writing is a potion of devotion, magical, mysterious and mighty” Desta

"Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore. ”
Zora Neale Hurston