Gentle Utterance
The sage says,
I try to be silent,
but Goodness just slips out of my lips.
Thou has made me helpless...
I could not help but speak goodness...
Thy gracious thoughts touches my mind,
I am thus lost to the world....
Around me,
I see,only the beauty of your grace...
Smiling meekly,I pour love unto thy creation
Enjoying myself immensely in the process....
Drunken with joy,
I lost all distinction between man and creatures
and name all of them,
My Brothers....
written sometime in the 1990s
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