Trailing silken, gossamer strands
Of every hue,
Each leaving behind
A deliciously perfumed blessing.
From pure white petals of jasmine
To the scented woody aroma of patchouli,
Each amourphous tendril
To my chaotic mind.
Wings dark as night
Brushed through my dreams.
A multicoloured planetarium of delights,
Through my soul.
So powerfully pure,
To inundate my senses,
Saturating all my fears!
Slowly building strength,
Then thunderously flowing
Through my spirit,
Flooding out the wells of pain,
And ultimately brimming from my eyes.
I had called.
Her hushed whisper echoed in reply…
‘Go to your place of peace.
Shut out the clamour of the world.
Reach into the silence
For my presence,
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