Comfort Me, Oh My Beloved

Cuddle me…comfort me, oh my beloved.

I feel what you feel,

Hear your cries.

Prayers have been lifted,

Answered in due timing.

Give thanks for each new day,

Blessing Mother with each step.

Step with grace,

Step with care.

Do nothing,

Or light the world on fire.

Ebb and flow,

From West to East and East to West.

Climbing the highest of mountains,

Resting in a peaceful cave.

Cuddle me…comfort me, oh my beloved.-Ani Po


Arms of Our Beloved

In the arms of our beloved, we are home.~Ani Po

Where to take refuge, find comfort in our days? Where to bask in the love awaiting my soul? It is there next to the sycamore with buttonwood so inviting. It is there under the umbrella of mother whispers call my name.

Fading into the past, remaining centered on the warmth of your caress…I move forward with a glimpse of what may be. It is here my beloved…that I answer the calls. It is here my hopes are restored. Giving up daily only to start anew…my hopes are restored.

What now? Where does thou have me go? I am ready…take me to this place of infinite possibilities with room for just one more. I no longer travel alone but with those who seek to know your name. Guide me, teach me…take my hand to this secret place…so that I may take those who need.

Stepping into the Canvas in the Arms of our Beloved no longer afraid. Though death may be of tomorrow or not for a thousand years, I live for this day as it were the last of its kind. This day and this day only…I might have…vowing, promising to shed yet another tear. From bleeding heart to the arms of our beloved…I am Home…Ani Po

Arms of our beloved