Parched

“When the heart is hard and parched up, come upon me with a shower of mercy. When grace is lost from life, come with a burst of song. When tumultuous work raises its din on all sides shutting me out from beyond, come to me, my lord of silence, with thy peace and rest. When my beggarly heart sits crouched, shut up in a corner, break open the door, my King, and come with the ceremony of a king. When desire blinds my mind with delusion and dust, O thou Holy one, thou Wakeful, come with Thy Light and Thy Thunder.”
— Rabindranath Tagore

What My Soul Knows

what my soul knows

there is a part of me
that is timeless and eternal
there is a part of me
that lives among the stars
there is a part of me
that knows what is written
in the book of my soul
there is a part of me
that sends me Light
constantly
despite my lack of awareness
there is a part of me
that knows every experience
is about transformation
and soul growth
there is a part of me
that knows
Love is stronger than anything
there is a part of me
that knows
I am loved
I am loved
I am
Love