Sunday, August 10, 2014

Nirmala - Grace

all may have a mind of their own
but thoughts are gifts of grace
touching mind for an instant
like melting snowflakes

every place can be home
but rest is a divine blessing
when effort falls away
like the setting sun

the heart may burn with emptiness
but love comes in waves
smoothing away doubts
like a tide erasing footprints in the sand

From Gifts with No Giver by Nirmala, a free collection of nondual poetry, available at

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