|Light Center and Labyrinth|
Ever, ever, She pulsates, warm beneath our feet,
our Mother the precious Earth.
Will She ever let us go?
Warmly She sings to our hearts,
“Love, love”, for all to hear,
for our walk, for our breathing, for all our being.
We are all just puppies in a pile,
one against another, opening our mouths
to find Her sweet teats right near.
Warmly She holds our hearts, with infinite love,
because we are Hers, we are of Her choosing.
In the wind I hear Her sighs, content,
as the day comes to a close.
Shyly appears the Moon, Her lover,
in immense beauty,
to spend the night at Her side.
May 23, 2010
Spent a few hours today in the warm February sun, meditating and listening to the quietness of the Light Center in Black Mountain. Spiritual seekers and world-weary beings are welcome there, 24/7.
I also love to play their piano!
|Dome front with Peace Pole|