Meditation Poem: Gifts Abound

To touch to hold
To cherish truth

Light revealed in every moment of time
Sparks of glimmering clarity
Open the skies
Open the heart
Open the Spirit
The mists lift
The clouds part
And what is, lays before you with simplicity and grace
It is always there
Yet with ego, with right and wrong, one cannot see
Gifts abound in every moment
But one needs to be humble and brave to see them
One must be quiet to hear
The messages of wisdom
The signs designed for you

The internal you
The timeless you