Glory of my soul, <br />you are the peace of my being. <br /> <br />In the firmness of your will, <br />aware and patient <br />among all my troubles, <br />you shine in the hollow space <br />of my flesh, you are <br />the light of my bones <br />the rose petals in my blood <br />and my dear companion of love. <br /> <br />It is your step my body takes, <br />your stillness so meek <br />nothing happens, <br />your silent intelligence, <br />your courage <br />falling deeper <br />into a serene darkness, <br />where an emerging light <br />becomes wide views <br />in the air <br />around mountain heights. <br /> <br />My friend, I see you. <br />Your home must be the sun, <br />the light of day your essence <br />and your flesh the fabric of the world. <br /> <br />Yet, as well, <br />in this diving suit of my small body, <br />in the depths of matter, you visit me <br />for a lifetime.<br /><br />Ian Trousdell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/awareness-you-visit-me/
