In the vast corridors of my inner domains
planks of love have been set on the floors
for me
to walk steadily on my path
to feel the safety of my heart
as it arches itself towards
my soul
to glimpse the light
that first gave birth
to that which I now call
myself.
To know my soul
not as something I have read in
the book of books
or that the masters talk about
but to know it as a reality
in this physical world.
I arch myself to reach it even higher
when it gently says to me
“Let me come to thee.
To know me,
to own me and
to claim me as yourself.”
No more a figment of your imagination
or a poem to
beautifully frame on your wall
but to walk
and talk
as one who knows one’s soul
“And what about me?”
I hear a little voice say
say inside of me.
“Don’t leave me behind”
It is my worldly self that speaks.
And yet, my soul,
so gentle in its nature, filled with affection
lends a hand to the part
that thinks it can never reach
the higher source
and takes it in and says
“You, too, are a part of me.
Come, rest, in my tender heart.”
In the vast corridors of my inner domains,
the planks of love
have been laid
for all parts of me
to walk safely in
the heart
of love.