poet Ayni Poet

Ayni Poet


I pour my soul in a bowl filled with hearts,
And wait for a divine blessing, for Light
Slow steps and hands made out of Time,
Sway me away in a world of Illusion, of
Passing by.

Back to back we always sit,
A giant tree arises between us
And we grow leaves on each other, as brothers of Humanity
Encircled, carried, held,
by the Spiral of Life.

Something new is born each moment,
It's the movement of Life and Love.

Only present in the NOW.

Topic(s) of this poem: esoteric, humanity, mystical

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 5, 2017
Poem Edited: Thursday, April 6, 2017

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