THAT SENSE OF JOY

THAT SENSE OF JOY

Forever find joy
At the centre of silence
For this is your home

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on August 6, 2017, in Wee Poems and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Namaste… from my “home” to yours.
    ☮️

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  2. Si, and likewise. 🙂

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