Thursday, June 6, 2013

Sri Anandamayi Ma

Not like a dream
but a gentle way
you hold yourself

So many people
forget to be loved
to be love

There are smooth
tender ways
to move through the
mountain high hills

The fog lifts
stage curtains

Swept back
from theater
into the life

~abigler 2013

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