Your
slightest glance releases
The heaviest in me, who is
Permeated with
Tremendous joy of being free.
Occasional pains
Vanish without a trace.
Happiness coming,
The law of gravity gives way.
Plucking at the sunlight,
A harp of colors,
Emerges with an ocean of songs.
My bliss,
A smile visible,
Transcends the visual plane.
 Poems |
By Sister Initiate Cheng Ching, Singapore
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