ROSE GARDEN

In the radiant rose garden of my heart,
In my sunny summertime of meditation
On God’s Name: by steady concentration,
The white lilies of devotion impart
Perfume, welcoming an earnest start
To prune the growths of grief and dissipation,
Heralding the dawn of mental regulation.
Then worship blooms to form a sacred part
Of hymnal chants I sing in adoration.

The sweet rose hip of Self Knowledge and bliss,
Pure awareness, is a juicy joyful fruit
Sealed with the Divine Mother’s loving kiss,
She fulfils the magic of my Self pursuit.
Bold beauty adorns my bower of peace,
In the ardent arbour of my Soul’s release.

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