First Darshan Back at Samadhi


I look, I see, but
can I believe
it’s really here?

And how
it got here, formed
into atoms of stone
solid on Earth, so bold
against the sky,

the Story
to bring it here: Reality
descended into Illusion,
Sight into blindness,
Love into nothingness.

I marvel that I,
atom of dust
in a great dust bowl,
had the fortune to be blown
to this Oasis

and to touch
this edifice, trying to braille
with my fingers His Life
from the stone as I wait to enter,

a little nearer
each time I come, I hope,
on the journey from here
to HERE.

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