I Abide, by Walter Cecchini
The light shines,
unseen yet seen
as the world beckons,
a grand exhibition
to tempt the senses.
I abide, observing
the comings and goings,
the empty promises that
ring hollow.
I remain gazing inward
toward the source of all,
a quiet vigilance,
a peaceful surrender,
honoring That which is
and can never not be.
Thank you
Walter!
