Something keeps bringing me back
To the crystals and their refracted light,
Mesmerized, like a child,
Drawn to the energy within,
The magnetic pull tugs at my direction,
And leads me where I am,
Where I am meant to be
Tag: spiritual practice
Spiritual Writing
This is my practice,
My prayer,
To the spirit of existence,
To the spirit of light ,
To the spirit of what moves me
To craft symbols into words
That move the eye
and maybe the heart.