A Love Supreme

Only that day dawns to which we are awake. - Thoreau

thank you and please

truth along with percussion in a breeze

one with being

treading confidently whilst blindly seeing

existence in flickering light

a ritual along with an embedded rite

a swami and a guru

grooving for both me and you

spilling all that they had and knew

with a masterful guitar

bringing near that which was once far

more than a song

impossible to miss let alone get wrong

a spiritual experience

eternity hence

rising to the top like plenteous cream

more than a dream

a love supreme

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Author's Note

"Heaven might be defined as the place which men avoid." - Thoreau