It is clear to me now,
the purest endeavor,
the deeds that i accomplished
can be covered by a thick layer of darkness.
Only when i grow in the
Invisible Self
present in me, shall i fall into
the liquid sunshine devouring my darkness.
Then shall the universal light
reach my wounded core;
Only then shall i sense the healing rays.
A fabulous poem.. appreciated.. Happy New Year dear poet
Wonderful poem, Tony The healing rays of light are already there inbuilt in you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi, Tony! This may be somewhat different, but this makes me think of what is probably the most important (spiritual) experience in my life, when I was shown that even my purest endeavors had some self-seeking, some sin, in them. BUT at that same moment I was shown that God accepted me anyway. This is the moment I think of that taught me what grace is. -Glen