I Love To Bathe In The Spring Of My Soul.

There is a spring in me
that brims and ripples
in the depth of the night.

There is a spring in me
that loves the silence of my heart.

It rushes forth to fill
the valley of my soul
breaking my silence
and then to wash me pure.

There is a spring in me
in which angels and saints
of heaven come to swim
in the silence of my night.

………..

At the dawn when the heavens open

My eyes burst open
at a slow pace
like the lotus
when the soft warm rays
kiss its petals open
in the joyful wonder
of the glorious rays.

There is a spring in me
in which the birds of heaven
fly down to drink.

The flutterings of their wings
create a music in me
in their splashing and splattering.

I love to bathe in the spring of my soul.

There is a spring in me that brims and ripples.

(I began to bathe in my spring water that wells up in me, in my depths in silence in the night and remained there until the dawn that purified me.)

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