From D.D., Bay Area, CA

Poem…
Her candle of cosmic consciousness and tenderest union with Mother/Divine God
The flame of exquisite homecoming leaps in a heartbeat to our wicks,
And so be it, they are lit...
And we are one with her and cosmic consciousness.
Candles, plain candle Light and Love... dancing
No separateness between disciple and guru,
One heart beating the ordinary magnificence,
One Divine moment.