In Presence Of The Master

Time stands still,

I melt in his presence.

Surrendering remnants of ego,

Was never so ego-satisfying.

Regrets and guilt,

Are stories of yesterday.

Longing to be in exuberance,

Made breathing ecstatic.

He chants a prayer,

Invokes the unseen

Invites to transform

And transcend the physical

Breaks the energy locks

In a clap,

Silence drifts the life force

Into an outer subtle realm

Spirit roams free

For a moment ,

In the embrace of grace .

He tells stories of yogic lore

I preserve his smile

A treasure beyond measure

So fragile and fleeting

To keep myself warm

On the journey back to myself .

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