As seasons ripple through me

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All is quiet grace

as seasons ripple through me

abiding in this placeless place

the world no longer moves me


I have traveled beyond time

Trancended space, to meet thee

For what can be named, Beloved

Has lost its grip upon me


Oceans drowned themselves

in the vastness that cannot define me

Playfully throwing tsunami waves,

Just to meet and touch me


But then I met You and drowned myself, my love

I lost all, I thought attained

And in your loving, compassionate eyes, I saw

nothing was ever  lost

nothing was ever gained

3 Replies to “As seasons ripple through me”

  1. Anne. Roy Bertoldi says: Reply

    Am experiencing this right now so so find this most healing, validating and enlightening. THANK you.

  2. Loving Sufi says: Reply

    Great to hear Anne!

  3. Anavictoria says: Reply

    Claridad que llega desde una fuente externa, luz que logra atravesar la piel y encontrar la escencia inmaterial del ser, permitir que el alma actúe por sí misma sin la acumulación de saberes adquiridos por la materia… es un ser sin edad, sin fecha, sin pasado, sin futuro… es un ser presente que recibe el diálogo del inmaterial del entorno.

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