The light blooms like a spring flower,
A fragrant blessing, soft and pure,
Its petals unfurl in the early dawn,
A symbol of love, eternal and sure.
The sky, adorned with the Divine's grace,
A canvas reflecting heaven's glow,
Clouds drift as whispers of sacred truth,
Where light and shadow in harmony flow.
The believer swims in the sea of grace,
Immersed in waters of mercy divine,
Each stroke a prayer, each breath a hymn,
As the ocean hums with a song so sweet.
The waves guide him to the distant shore,
Their rhythmic sweep, a gentle beat.
Each crest a note of heaven's song,
Each trough a hum of divine truth complete.
The sea is vast and limitless,
An infinite expanse where souls are freed.
It carries the seeker beyond the veil of self,
To the heart of Truth, the essence of all.
And as the waves kiss the shore in return,
The believer knows it's not the journey's end—
He yearns to ride the waves, again and again,
Swimming in the sea of unity, his essence,
The soul from the Divine, the Divine in soul.
MyKoul
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