She Seeks Enlightenment
Heart calling
Mind aching
Seeking oh seeking to find
The truth of all truths
The light of all lights
She seeks to enlighten her mind
Looking and searching through all of the ancient
Scripts and the stories reveal
That she is not the first nor the last nor the only
Seeking to find what is real
She looks through the past
She looks through the teachings
Of spirit and science combined
Seeking her truth and the end to the pain that
Pulls her to seek and to find
She watches the prophets, the gurus, the leaders
Those happy with life as it is
She learns from them all and looks to replenish
Her own sense of beauty and grace
Endlessly hoping and watching and waiting
To see if her own self will fill
With all that she needs to put into her vessel
So full that it will overspill
What is it that holds the answer to secrets?
What is life’s great mystery?
What is the elixir that those blessed they are given?
What is it ? She is desperate to see
One day in the light of the dawn she reflected
Upon all that she had seen and had heard
At once she looked up and the answers to questions
Were given to her in her words
These answers were given in a flow like a river
Never-ending, meandering thoughts
Her body was linked to the source of creation
She was spirit, was body, was soul
At that moment the peace and the comfort she’d longed for
Were hers to be taken at will
Not greedy, nor selfish, nor ego, nor tainted
Just pure love essential and still
She listened, enraptured, for what felt like forever
The answers streaming from deep within
Her light it was sparked and her purpose was measured
By her journey through thick and through thin
All of a sudden she came back to the present
She opened her heart and her eyes
And was able to walk on this earth like an angel
In her authentic and beauty filled self
She understood that her life was her own creation
She knew that her story a gift
To be shared in the law of the universe, spirit
Supported, she felt happy to give
No longer attached to the seeking of spirit
No longer detached from the earth
She sat in the middle and was grounded and centred
Her enlightenment was her rebirth
If this poem found you at the right moment, She Is Healing — the first poetry collection on The Path — may be calling you. It was written for women who are finding their way back to themselves.
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