Bhakti Path
Bhakti path,
dance of pure being,
drunk with breath,
alive, and electric!
open the door,
let down your hair...
the Guest is coming,
with the gifts of love!
why worship from afar?
make love to the divine.
to the hand that wipes
away grief and sorrow.
poem by Eric Cockrell

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