We etch patterns
On the island shores
Of one another’s minds.
And here, on this island far away
I see you sorrow
Hold you in my heart.
And in my mind,
With warm karuna
I reach out across the land
Across the great sea.
To hold your hand.
Reach out
Like a gentle breeze
To lift you up.
May you feel supported.
May you never feel alone.
May the devas, the angels protect you
And always keep you safe.
May you feel loved.
Comforted
At ease.
May your heart be filled with a golden peace.
And may this metta wave
sweep away
all your sorrow and grief.
– Asoka
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Hi Richie,
What a lovely poem. I have took a copy of it to read over again.
Best wishes
Gill