Little Girl
A poem about the root of true spiritual power
Little Girl
She hops along her path singing,
Leaving behind her a wake of awe,
The flowers smile, the mountains echo,
Reverberating ripples of love and of joy.
A poem about the root of true spiritual power
Little Girl
She hops along her path singing,
Leaving behind her a wake of awe,
The flowers smile, the mountains echo,
Reverberating ripples of love and of joy.
Realising the expansive scope of this foundational process
Understanding the reason why our self development seems to be delivered to us in stages
The important difference between knowing and seeing
A poem that looks at the simplicity of the cosmic process