Dr. Antony Theodore
The One Who Has No Form. - Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
My spirit becomes aware
of all the heights and depths.
i am in the realm of bliss,
i seek the one who has no form
submitting my will and thought.
i see the nature's dance.
so i seek the eternal dancer
from whom the dance of all beings began.
In God alone shall all our dance end.
Cross the secret ways of life and love.
Seek the goal of the ultimate reality.
In God alone shall we rest in joy immense.
(The use of the small 'i' is intentional) .
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