After the sitting
After the sitting
Stand and bow to the Presence
Slowly walk away.
Passing beauties are only the fugitive reflections of the eternal.
After the sitting
Stand and bow to the Presence
Slowly walk away.
...So we saunter toward the Holy Land, till one day the sun shall shine more brightly than ever... shall perchance shine into our minds and hearts, and light up our whole lives with a great awakening light, as warm and serene and golden as on a bank-side in autumn.