When you find Love, You will find yourself. ~ Rumi

The “I” as light as a feather,


Rising in the glow of the morning sun,


Up and up it goes, beyond the tether

Of fearful notions into an altitude where,

A joyous abandonment, wise and gentle,

Substantial as all the good put together,


The self in heavenly illumination --


At the astonishment of some,

And ministration – requests to withdraw
.

Selflessly it moves beyond 


The confinement of a minor place,

A tiny human mental space, to feel the bond

With the great “I am,” and therein 
An enlightened, inner world to contemplate,

The movement of a soaring,

Gliding spiritual thought, seen obedient,

Though to a mortal sense
Progress seems an impediment, thus boring …

Now the time has come

For thought resurrected

To enter the portal of Love, and

With ardent whisper, you’ll say:

“O Love, hold me in your healing embrace!”


On this, Dearest, meditate --

And surrender the self to Love’s ways.

--eva-maria hogrefe

(July 30, 2012)