Friday, March 6, 2009

The Wish of Truth

The wish of Truth inside us burns

And mind is tortured by

Ten thousands why

Unsure what to do and what to try

For spiritual thirst.

The thunderstorms of thoughts books are pouring from above

But we don’t care for words, we ask for Love:

Within our inner shrine there is a thirst for Pure Love...

If in the City of Joy you have lost your way

Busy life is making you to live your days away

And your mind just seems to you like a maze of highways

That lead nowhere,

Don’t leave the Hope, call for Mother, take Her hand

Your every beat of heart She understands

And never ends the presence of Her Love.

-- Alla Levitan

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