Tag: Spirit

I’m Okay

I can’t convey

The subtle way

The Spirit guides me every day.

Through child’s play

Or quiet rays

Of sunshine dripping down in May,

Whether gray

Or bright and gay,

That gentle voice is here to stay

And

I’m

Okay.

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Inner Temple

I close my eyes, and I am there.

My temple is found everywhere.

Every time I look inside,

I find another place to hide.

Atop a mountain range, I sigh

And reach my hand to touch the sky.

I turn around, my altar shines

Within a hall of glass and lines.

In every place, each single day,

I know I can access The Way

By turning in and tuning out

The things which I can do without.

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Untapped

Seeking brings frustration.

That need for new sensation

Brings the bitter truth to bear

That we’re but grasping at the air.

I’ve heard the Masters cry

That so long as there’s a Why,

We will remain in seeking trapped

While Spirit’s riches stay untapped.

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