GloMag GloMagMay2019 - Page 79

AN ODE TO THE RIVER OF LOVE (1) The holy river of Sbisah rises from my soul And flows down sparkling thru every pore In the early hours of morning I hear its call With pure and empty heart to reach its shore I take in all its divine melodies and soothing roar (2) The morning sun-beams dance on the waves Rising and falling suffused with golden hues Sitting still there I can think nothing but praise 79