Crystal spires gleam in luscious green gardens
The air is filled with fragrance rare
and all hearts beat as one.
I hold my head high as I sing the joy of creation
walking softly on the earth in blessing.
And then I enter the world….
Mostly I notice the cold
with people drawn in on themselves from the weather
Mostly I long for the sunlit crystal halls
Mostly I sigh as I move with aching slowness upon this ravaged place.
Softly, secretly, I carry my light
Softly walking the paths, lighting the way
Strongly, carefully, I seep into the hearts
of the lonely and those longing,
pulsing the glittering Presence, so close.
I give Grace, give heart, give song, oh my people,
I bring Myself softly to the world
turning each murmur to a hymn of Praise,
each gasp is given a true drink of water
freshly filled from my heart
All hearts now beat as One.
RUTH BUCKINGHAM is a teacher of Primal Spirituality and travels internationally offering courses on spiritual awakening and transformation. Her practical approach encourages people to discover the truth of themselves.