The Divine Perspective
Nov 4 · 1 min read

In this Divine Play
We are all but thespians
Some still discovering their voice
While some fluently chanting
The serenades of felicity and merriment
At this Divine Garden
We are all but blossoms
Some still sprouting from their seeds
While some evolved and exuberating
The eternal fragrance of bliss
On this Divine Path
We are all but wayfarers
Some still learning to walk, waddling
While some adept and marching on
With our Living Master leading the way...
