My Room

My Room

Rest here among welcoming walls,
loosening of bonds
entering the room
a space of love birthed quietness
then return to interface
between light and dark
here where I rest
death may visit
hand soft like water
holding, showing
the deeper place where
the door remains open…
streams of the spirit wait…
from my room born with joy
into oneness, my room divine
abiding free at last.
George Coombs

  • Tracy Faught

    Tracy Faught

    So haunting! I can see a room filled with varying light and dark and shadows playing and always changing…

  • George Coombs

    George Coombs

    Thankyou tracy, it’s good to hear from you

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