Sweet Innocence
Posted on Jun 1st, 2009
by
Nicola
Like a delicate flower,
I open to the beaming sunshine.
The call of Source,
Ever present,
Summoning me home.
Rays that direct my gaze
Upwards and outwards.
A brilliance that tempts
The most tightly closed bud
To unfold and reveal its beauty.
The sweet innocence
Longing to know its Master.
Longing to reveal itself
To the Creator who can only
Mirror brilliance and love.
I open to the beaming sunshine.
The call of Source,
Ever present,
Summoning me home.
Rays that direct my gaze
Upwards and outwards.
A brilliance that tempts
The most tightly closed bud
To unfold and reveal its beauty.
The sweet innocence
Longing to know its Master.
Longing to reveal itself
To the Creator who can only
Mirror brilliance and love.

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