This poem pays great homage to my spiritual journey… ...it marks the return back to myself. Before I left the States, I had the picture perfect life: A high-paying job in Hollywood, a beautiful 2 floors loft and a fancy car to show off in. But something was missing. I was not entirely unhappy, as my spiritual practice was strong enough to ground me. Still, a sense of restlessness was growing. My Divine Self was knocking incessantly and when I finally answered, my soul reclaimed its power and took flight. I finally chose me and it was the most rewarding experience of my life. ~In bliss, Sitara~ Master of the Heart I was living separately The Madman came and took me He propelled me to such elevating heights And dropped me to such bottomless depths Then Genuine of the Soul Spoke to me so loudly My senses started to blur And I could no longer be just a body ...
Women's Spiritual Poetry