Monday, November 19, 2018

a matter of perception

Oh, Nityananda
i pray to be an instrument of your love light and grace
that you rest your hand upon my head
and that this bodymind becomes your hands

as i pray, a musing takes form 
that all beings
each one of us
in unique and seemingly fathomless ways
Is already your instrument 
Is already an expression of your own abiding everpresence in all worlds 
is already an implement of your beneficent benediction

this insight takes tentative hold within
and while seeing how this is so 
still
i pray 
to be your instrument

but now the prayer has shifted 
i pray to realize that my prayer is already answered 
answered even before the word is uttered

even before the thought has drawn together.