Peace, Love, Nirvana

October 10, 2009

I once met a friend
Whose wishes
Always came true

She taught me the secrets
Of faith and truth
Of manifest perfection
Of utter divinity

The profane had no meaning
Lack, loss, despair, fear
Fell away
Overwhelmed by the bright joy
In the eye of each beholden

I once met a friend
Spent a season in the wash
Of the light
Of peace, love, nirvana

I seek to be
That friend
I once knew

Type: Poetry

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