Ode To A Mystic
My hope for you
are the fires of transformation,
that burns away the dross of ego,
leaving oneness, grace, and light.
That you may breathe in the winds of being,
And rise with the wings of an eagle to soar,
Sowing life into each other,
Opening hearts and doors.
For you are a spring of heaven,
A breeze in the desert of life,
Giving hope to the hopeless and broken,
Bringing grace, and peace, and light.
~Bob Holmes #takingtimewitheternity
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