A little pencil in the hand of God

If I were a little pencil in the hand of God writing a love letter to the world What would I say?
Would I tell you that you’re more radiant than the sun?
And purer than the snow
Would I whisper sweet nothings in your ear to be heard in your heart?

What would I need to say for you to see your own beauty?
To know that everything you’ve always ached for
Is already within you
That the love and belonging you seek so desperately
Is right here inside this place inside your heart which isn’t a place at all

If I told you it’s Ok to lay down your battle stories
Could you rest here with me?
Could you allow your battle wounds to be bathed in love?
Could you hear me?
Could you feel me?
Could you know in the deepest place in your being these words of love?

Could you let the other words and worlds fall away?
As you rest into this great mystery of knowing you are loved
And yet knowing you know nothing at all
Could you savour the sweetness of this? 
Come with me, bathe in the great mystery
Let your heart unravel and show you the way
The way where there is no place to arrive
The place where there is nowhere to be
Just here and now in this beautiful  mystery
Come rest with me
That’s what I would say
Would you hear me?
Would you feel me?
If I were a little pencil in the hand of God writing a love letter to you?

Poetry By Lani Noble

Art by Line https://www.instagram.com/line.studio41/

“More radiant than the sun. Purer than the snow. Subtler than the ether⠀
Is the Self. The spirit within my heart. I am that Self. That Self am I” ⠀

Alice A Bailey

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