This writing is part inner dialogue, part prayer... Mixed in are also equal measures of my creative exploration and self-expression. When I open the floodgates of poetry I never know what I'm going to release. Usually it is a result of responding to a glimpse of a mysterious notion or force, however slight or subtle. Sometimes feelings of dissatisfaction or unease are the perfect grains of sand to provide for the coarseness that causes the stirring, shifting, sifting that is necessary in the soul's search for eternality, knowledge, and happiness, or sat , chit , and ananda in Sanskrit. The divine origin beckons and invites the willing, inquisitive soul to sit for discourse and attend to his whisperings. Can you hear them ? "Come. Come home. Take a step nearer to me, I have been waiting for you." Only with a humble and soft heart can we hear his invitation and total reliance on his mercy and shelter are the only way. Caste aside a...
Women's Spiritual Poetry