Gabon
Trickling in the Summer days
Are streams of life so true,
Subtle to the undercurrents
Which storm of black and blue.
They flow their course unhindered,
And let loose on all surrounds,
They flow at will to be at One
With the Universal sounds.
Take time out to notice
The waters of life so free,
Dabble in the pools at feet,
And let go of self, to be.
Play as though a child of Heaven,
Innocent all the while,
But know within of intuition,
The essence of truth, with smile.
The author is not affiliated with any political or religious organisation. Where the work makes reference to God, Lord, Christ or Saviour, for example, substitution for the reader’s preferred spiritual nomenclature is welcomed and encouraged.