Thought
Sensitive finger points on hand
Eyes that meet and understand
Light switch on a wall connect,
A current that you can direct.
Fingers of need and loving gaze
Mind turned on to fire ablaze.
No struggle for great accolade
As deep-down connection made.
Current’s flow is no invention,
Subtly alive in each dimension
Abiding and waiting to connect
Turned on to union with subject.
Prayer
O Lord of infinite presence and patience, thou art constantly available for my mind to tune into, but it wanders here and there like a vagabond. Grant that I may always avail of the rich wealth that you have given that I may always be mindfully connected to Thee.
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