my self-sustaining Mantra - river ; Yet not a single Mantra i chant

Your words, i love all your words.......

They bring bliss to my streams of thought;

they bring coolness to the springs of my soul;

they resurect my branches with life ;juice;and moisture;

they build oasis for me in my deserts;

they fertile my wilderness with fruits and fragrance;

and , all my barreness are full of blossoms ;

they cover my dreams with flower-buds;

and, i wander naked and free in your love



Your words, don't give me sunshine but "suns"!

your words, laugh with wisdom..they're 're not the slave of your intelligence nor mine.

Your wisdom, is the breath of you soul blowing through the mouth of freedom;

It speaks what pleases , not my heart alone,

not my soul alone,

not my mind alone...but, all of it ,togather!!



My ears are sponteneous to your whispers because ...no words go wasted; no thoughts come unreflected;

no touch comes without tenderness;



The wells of happiness are full and overflowing ;

so much is love ! so much of love!!