Ah, Bhagwan and Buber … mystics all
you’ve made my life so immesurably rich.
When I think of the joy you’ve opened for me
the feeling you call prayer fills me
until my skin melts into the feelings I am.
I have some small light that’s begun to shine
until smiles press from inside from secret places
and moments burn with searing baeuty.
And I know that here where I stumble,
you’ve gone, thank you.
gallagher
02 dec 83
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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