5.11.2024
I offer obeisance to the sun, Behind this fiery orb I know, The sun of which He is the One Towards which I learn to grow Beyond the mortal ignorance Into a state of total knowing. It is a grace, not happenstance From which my soul is slowly growing.
Poems 2024 (691)
Home
Disciples
Narad
Share your feedback. Help us improve. Or ask a question.