There is an intimacy in the deep recesses of internal Silence
that is indefinable, inexplicable, inexpressible
and hauntingly sublime...
that is indefinable, inexplicable, inexpressible
and hauntingly sublime...
A fluidity of
light and color...
A movement of
The Grand "What Is"...
light and color...
A movement of
The Grand "What Is"...
There is depth and breadth,
yet no boundary.
yet no boundary.
There is substance and fullness,
yet - Emptiness...
yet - Emptiness...
It is a subtle, rhythmic
intimacy of
Mystical Silence
that opens the Heart;
that embraces, surrounds
and fills every crack and
crevice of existence...
Unwinding the contractions
of
body and mind...
intimacy of
Mystical Silence
that opens the Heart;
that embraces, surrounds
and fills every crack and
crevice of existence...
Unwinding the contractions
of
body and mind...
There is a "sanity" in this Silence
that bestows a soundness of heart through Grace
that is beyond mere mental comprehension -
beyond cognition...
that bestows a soundness of heart through Grace
that is beyond mere mental comprehension -
beyond cognition...
Finding the deeper Rhythm within
one loses a sense of "self"
and becomes
The Silence ~
one loses a sense of "self"
and becomes
The Silence ~
Breathing ItSelf...
knowing It Is:
The Breath of the Infinite
The Whisper of Love
The Whisper of Love
The Kiss of "The Mystery"
Mystic Meandering
2016
2016
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Photo from the Internet
The Aurora Borealis seems to take the shape
of a round face looking down, kissing the earth...
of a round face looking down, kissing the earth...
♥♥♥
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