Concealment

 Concealment

I’m just a slave intoxicated With the call of love from the beloved I pray for mercy and correction Shelter from the  Desert of my lost soul  A lost  world is Seeking divine light through curtains of Concealment  Wondering at the ebbing and flowing Of the oceans The mysteries of the worlds And universal secrets I continue in this weak human condition Ever reaching towards my Creator Who sustains my restless Soul Protecting me from turbulent storms Sailing the ark of my spiritual life To be reborn as a tiny babe…

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i especially like the last three lines...Sailing that ark, with all our weaknesses....and yet faith does make us much stronger than we can imagine.
nice, smooth read, elegant.
j.

[Jamestown]

Fantastic piece of work! Free flowing, great format, wonderful wording and
Beautiful message, I could read this everyday and never get tired of it's magic!
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[WILDERNESS]

beautiful ..................... reminds me of Rumi

[Creepy Swine Guy]

Do the "curtains of concealment" represent the narrator's faith?