Every morn you paint the sunrise,Illumining a different landscape each time,Inspiring the day before us.We are in awe at the ineffable beauty,Lighting the hills and the plains.
Show me such grand celebration,That I may have a hand in this Creation;Please teach me this artistry,From You, the Master Himself,That with divine technique becomes,The expression of Pure Love.
More Radiant than the Sun- by an Eastern Sage - More radiant than the Sun,Purer than the snow,Finer than the etherIs the SelfThe spirit in my heart. This Self am I, I am this Self. - an Eastern Sag...