Where there is solace,
One seeks the light.
For all nights to days
And suns to moons,
Sepulchers to You,
Just and kind,
Taking the child’s hand
And toys to that special place
Where Divinity is,
Surrounded by trees of life
And secret gardens,
Where Majesty grows its bounty.
And so I will go,
Carrying the bundle of fire,
Seeking water to flow
Over Time’s channels.
The key to unlock the gate
Is in hand.
Copyright© 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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Ooooh, loving this one! Yes! ❤
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Thank you! It’s one of my favorites. Wrote it during a meditation when doing my Reiki master-level training with Mary.
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