Creative Corner|Mar 3, 2015 5:00 AM| by:

Come as a Breath

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Come as a gold spangled breath of presence

A mist of an unseen gold,

Out colouring every hue of ‘I’ness

Swallowing every cord and discord of thought

A breath invading all mightily and supremely

And dissolving the tenacious bid of ‘I’ to self claim

Into a molten flame of self giving

Come, come as a breath of a romance so supreme

That all of me is hushed into a silent anthem of love.