The Heart

The heart belongs to you and me
Like a river ever flowing.
The heart, the heart is you and me
The lotus of beauty.
Find its core, its thread,
Amidst tranquility,
The divine in all
That breathes eternally.
Touch me with love’s flight,
Blessed unconditionally,
Cast not your wishes in doubt or fear
The white light is ever near, its strength,
In spirit’s grace,
Love’s holy place.

Bala Crouan-Best