Divine
- Ashrei Ima Sari

- Oct 6, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Oct 13, 2024
By Ashrei (Ima Sari Wisenthal)

Please, cleanse my soul,
this storm has taken its toll.
Kneeling before a void of life,
collapsed on the glory of Your light.
Seeing in doubt,
hearing your touch,
feeling Your voice,
a tingle, a pull, a truth in the dark,
a glimpse of the purest of sights,
windows of souls, waiting to awaken.
No distance will keep You from embracing my pain,
a coalition of paths never to meet again.
Diluted by illusions of separation by names,
my core is infused with the power you contain.
Saturated charges brewing in safety -
You provide,
a penetrating silence, craving the end of this divide.
A consecrated union, hallowed by hollow strides,
a desolate vessel holding on, waiting for her revive,
a desert - still,
heaving with a lull to disarm, to soothe,
confusing calmness with a yearning,
begging in anguish, please, benevolently -
let my spirit go,
to You - my home.
One covenant sealed, one truth still lives -
With You,
I am,
your divine.


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