Enfolded and enmeshed am I
in mind and past and story
The will and flow are weak and so
I cannot touch Thy Glory
Attention’s bogged, the brain feels clogged
this heavy heart feels down;
so I await, that higher State
that lifts us to the Crown ~
The dawning hour, gives of its power
as birds now talk and sing
The light of day begins to play
just feel night-time shifting
Attention moves, the brain now soothes
the heart refreshed, does widen
As all is washed
and doubt is quashed
there’s Peace with Joy to hide in
Without my will,
in Silence, still ~
I sense the One within us ~
My mind is blank ~
I only thank
the Source
that did begin us
