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May 03, 2008
True Presence
Our true presence, our glory
Shines as bright as the sun,
Like the sun
It can warm and caress those it touches,
But if we allow the thoughts
Our mind creates to stay and take over,
Our shining presence is lost
Behind a black cloud of nonsense
That we have allowed our thoughts to build up into,
We then suffocate ourselves and warm no one,
We can not stop this madness of the mind
For it is its way,
But we can learn to recognise our thoughts
As bubbles which appear,
Last a short while
And then 'POP'
Leaving behind beautiful clear space
In which our glory can shine.
Posted by Shelliz at May 3, 2008 05:29 PM