Words flowing endlessly
Like tantalizing gifts
Coming from the source
Of all that exists.
The mind finds one there
The mouth another here
Honey dripping from the lips.
Thoughts bubbling, roaring
Up to the surface,
They exist in the mind
To be written with the pen.
A challenge from the Master
To see the world through
Eyes filled with grace and mercy.
Deeper and deeper within
The poetry reveals the truth
Existence has purpose
To Glorify the Master.
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