The glint in his eyes was one of knowing
the truth
This handsome fellow had a heart and soul
of gold
His presence of being was profound beyond
words
The heart felt overwhelmed within the love
flowing
His hands were strong and showed the ways
of life
His face was creased with lines of his
wisdom spent
Aged in his years and yet so youthful in
bodily form
His piecing stare burnt a pathway through
the heart
How could one bear not being with this
mighty soul
His light seemed to dance with a melody of
sounds
It was blissful with surging feelings of
nothingness
The return of soul was painful with a
desire for love
Time collapsed and the vision faded into
the sunset
There again appeared the Master of the
loving light
The journey of endless nights of ever
seeking to be
Yield to the love give no mind to any other
thought
May the Blessings Be
May the Blessings Be
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