Monday, April 7, 2008


What is this vaunted Higher Consciousness
But what I’ve always wanted—love and bliss,
A way of being present in the Now
Which busyness and craving won’t allow,

A shedding of my ego’s crass demands
That leaves my fate and fortune in the hands
Of Someone I can trust implicitly
To make explicit what is best for me.

Thus am I closest to the Source of all
When I am calmly listening for the call
That whispers like a spirit to my heart
From whom I’ve found I never am apart.

When I return to stillness and subdue
Anxiety and fear, here I find You.