A Flower Of Words
Deep roots of spirit, rooted beyond time and space, yet drawing sustenance to fill you with expansion and the thrill of being,
A beautiful stem of life-giving energy streams, drawing the sap of enthralling love upward through your body and psyche into a fountain of praising festive radiance,
A convolution of scented petals forming a geometric mandala of visions, bathing your being in shapes of blissful touch,
A radiant flowering of the wellspring of gorgeous joy, to anoint your joy with a vigorous and outrageous shout of silent wild whoops.
Written about me by a new friend after we had spent an hour ‘together’ by arrangement, not on person, but in connection through the ethers… I was deeply touched by his reflection. Thank you Lawrence.
Where Angels Fear to Tread? 