Thought
Strange but perfect shining clouds
Reflecting light rays from the sun
Creating tents in awesome crowds
Reminding me of where I run
Resorting to my homely soul
Whose radiant light makes all things whole.
Contrasted with a rainy sky
Your golden edges only seen
Like delicate maiden coy and shy
Behind a latticed nature screen
And then in playful mood enthral
As veil moves on-revealing all.
Prayer
O Lord of Beauty. Thank you for the glory of your maya-surprises that lead my mind inwards unexpectedly. I am often overwhelmed by these moments that You choose for me. May I always respond to your loving call.