Unfolding Destiny

Much of my soul has yet to move in,

 My body n’ surroundings only dimly lit.

I welcome a brighter light,

 Please send me my saintly guide.

I used to fear his company,

 Fear that he’d totally take over,

I’d end up becoming him,

 N’ cease being uniquely me.

Today, I know the truth,

 Light really attracts light.

His soulwaves will magnetize,

 My own higher levels to manifest.

Though spiritual, I am neither a ...

~ Philosopher, Scholar nor Kabbalist.

I have the soul of a “Chassid”;

 A being in personal relationship with You!

My writings are “touchy feely”,

 Mostly, personal rather than abstract.

I tend towards heartfelt poetry,

 A feeling core from whence to unfold essays;

As colorful petals tightly packed,

 Open into gracefully tender flowers.

My writings are prayers,

 They’re tender acts of worship n’ love.

They flow through me,

 Birthing fresh parts of my identity.

I share them to reach others,

 Meaning, the “me” in others.

A scattered “me” can’t serve You,

 As well as a “me” united n’ coalesced.

Hopefully, the “me” in others,

 Will recognize my words n’ awake.

Their new dawn will be mine,

 As my saintly guide makes me shine.

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