Circles of Miracles

The race remains between ego and acceptance,

Capture edgy ego in the circle of concurrence.

From you to me a wave of compassion;

 If I receive becomes a miraculous mission….

The fragile feelings are rashly broken,

The graceful waves are brashly trodden.

Affliction bangs its head in the dark,

At the barriers built of yours and mine….

Affection travels quite free in elation,

Go take a chance to revel in relations.

Petals of lotus link smile to smile,

 In wide open space from eye to eye….

 

God is a giver, there are very few receivers.

The givers and receivers make the circles of miracles.