O Holy Poem by DM W

O holy, infinite consciousness
I've tried to be faithful to your subtle commands.
O holy, bird of words,
You soar swiftly towards the sun of your deepest longings
O holy desire,
I feel you slowly, blossoming into fulfillment.
O holy stream of light,
I am humbled by your presence.
O holy Buddha,
Teach us not to be distracted
O holy, transfigured art
Shimmering with multiple layers of meaning.
O holy is each person
Wounded by suffering, singular, unique!