I feel delight today
in the ritual prayer.
Often it beomes monotony.
But some days, it opens
the window of my soul.
I experience the purity
ofthe unseen world.
It rains in me, the divine graces.
My eyes are open
to the light of love
from my own real
and original source.
(There is a divine source in my own being. In prayer and a life according to the conscience, this original source will emerge in me) .
This is so true, every time I loss myself the best way to connect again is through prayer. cuz the real original is your soul. Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem.10++++++
I have felt it sometimes too! There is a gentle power in prayers, to refresh, to uplift!
My eyes are open to the light of love....great expression! A sublime piece of work.......10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The real is and original source is in me-a thought provoking poem.10+++++++