Queen of Sheba

24. Poetry, Art, Stories
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Queen of Sheba
Queen of fate
Bring me God’s redeeming grace
The moon is hidden, the night is black
I cannot see my way
A lonely man on a desert dune
Waiting patiently for day
Queen of wisdom
Queen of love
Light my way like stars above
A distant flicker, a fire’s light?
Or maybe just my eyes
I know I am alone out here
I know I am alone
Queen of magic
Queen of spells
Soothe this heart where sorrow dwells
A warm embrace, a gentle kiss
A whisper in my ear
To give me courage in the dark
To help me face my fears
Queen of Sheba
Queen of fate
Bring me God’s redeeming grace

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:heart: :pray:

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:heart: Well, are you alone? It seems that at least Queen of Sheba is here, too. Who is she? Who is she to you? Here is her gift to you. :heart:

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Kcherry, It sounds like you are going through a dark night of the soul. You are not alone. Within the stillness of meditation is a warm embrace awaiting you.

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Thank you, Blanche :pray: Who is she? Good question. She’s the one who calls me forward and reminds me who I am. But I’ve lost sight of my self of late and crave to be looked at with knowing kindness. I think she’s internal…perhaps another name for Shakti in my mind.
Interpaul, it does feel rather like a dark night, though it’s been on/off like this for years now. I can only hope it’s just a long one. Thank you for reminding me I’m not alone. :pray:

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You are discovering your other within, that you in fact are they. :sunglasses: [OM]

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The guru is in you. :pray: