Come as a Breath

Come as a gold spangled breath of presence

A mist of an unseen gold,

Out colouring every hue of ‘I’ness,

Swallowing every cord and discord of thought.

A breath invading all, mightily and sovereignly,

Dissolving the tenacious bid of the ‘I’ to self-claim

Into a molten flame of self-giving.

Come, come as a breath of a romance so supreme

That all of me is hushed into a silent anthem of love.

- Anahita Sanjana (India)

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  1. Your words, so delicately assembled, are refreshing. Thank you for your thoughts

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