There is a voice…
who inhabits an unveiled realm of truth..
it sounds like clear water...
the breeze in a frozen peak
the warmth of a sun heated stone…
It has the shape of the shapeless
the form of infinite
and the volume of Akash…
There is a sight…
enlightened by a dark dispeller...
by the eyes of a saint
by the hands of a knower...
It seems like mystic fire
which enhances perception
and feeds the yearning of the seeker
There is a man
Who strives for divine connection
sanctified by his rites and passages
by lives of devotion and sadhana
Where veils have unveiled
and centered focus can be seen.
His need is to detach from worldly affairs
from realms of form and space
and to merge into the grace
There is a shadow
A little convenient one
wich blocks the vision of God
and embosses the merge on light...
It insists to become
the challenge of the aspirant
whose mind is not blind
whose eyes are wide open
and whose heart is like a chalice
ready to receive and dissolve
all grains of doubt that still raise in his existence
There is a time
The time where shishya gets ready
after eaons of lifes
through Karmas and Dharmas
mistakes and accuracies
and love in all shapes…
The time when he sits
and inspired by openness he feels and receives
the breeze of that once far frozen peak…
enhanced by the mystic fire that shines and reflects
inside of his heart
There is a guru
Calmly waiting for the time
When the shadow enclosing this man
is enough subtle to make him
able to see the sight
and hear the voice...
of light...
This dark dispeller
will bless his life
withdrawing the shadow
and revealing the truth
Evolving and revolving
The man becomes one
with this astounding ground
of primordial sound
He connects through his deepest tissues
to all that is beyond
world, love and matter
finding God by finding you
and understanding
above all growing
when you are ready
you will always find
THERE is your guru!
Luzia Peixoto
27.07.2018
drawing: Luzia
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