Wake up now and praise this day

when you realize that God's eyes

are the ones you are looking out of, and into.

Praise this day...

and with each breath you take

be filled with the golden arc of love

which announces the ending of

your argument with God.

Praise this day

simply because it exists

and sit down now in the warm skin

of your own lap;

for you are home

and it is time to rest

in the merciful light

of your own eyes...

~ Adyashanti ~ ♥ ♥ ♥