The soul wakes up
To be one
With Life and Love.
It cools
The worries
Of the mind
And consumes
The desires
Of the heart.
Love
Love,
Ever so gently,
Smashes me
Into 10 billion pieces
To show me
Its universal oneness.
The beauty of being
Is not anything to be seen.
It is the whispers
Of Life’s invitation
To touch another’s heart
And us obliging.
Aaahhh.
Feel that beauty.
Do not stand
In the way
of Love.
Relax your body,
Soften your heart,
Let go of your thoughts.
Be absorbed in
Love’s ever-present embrace.
Be free.
Be loverated.
The beauty of being
Is not anything to be seen.
It is the whispers
Of Life inviting
Us to touch
Each other’s heart
And at least one of us obliging
He wanted to hold
On to Love
But It is like
A wave of cosmic wind
That washes over all.
So he gave up holding
And embraced
Being cosmically loved instead.
I do not know many things
And who I am, keeps unfolding
But today
I am a hug prophet
And I have a message for you:
Someone will hug you today
And it will be the same one
Who is, in this very moment,
Waiting
Waiting for your arms
To wrap around their heart.
So, go ahead.
Be the fulfillment
Of this day prophet’s prophecy.
It is written.
