After all is said and done
Whatever tyranny, trauma or trouble
Ravaged our lives
Whether success or failure
Bestowed itself upon us
Whether this brief human experience
Was a delight or a burden
A joy or a sorrow
We can rest in God
Even in the breath
That still remains
I don’t mean the God
Of the thought realm
I mean the God that is
The Unconditional Love
From which everything arises
Rest in that
And all things resolve.
** Thank you for your feedback. The poetry here will always be here. The events will be separate.
** Have a blessed weekend. It’s very cold here in the Santa Fe foothills.
Love Kavi
Thankyou Kavi, Struggling with so much this week and this helped me immensely. Much love