Soul Song (Singing Bowl)

How do I describe this gentle

yet powerful surge and longing

as I make one strike and

my heart opens, swells to fullness…

Tears begin to fall slowly down my cheeks.

Another strike and

my soul stirs and dances as salty tears of joy

glisten my eyes and cheeks.

Bowl sings and sings on and on

and soul begins her light language…

Sing heaven to me!

Sing me to heaven!

Sing my glorious Creator to me!

Sing me to my glorious Creator!

Every stroke and melody of my 

Soul song sings me Home where I come from…

  and where I shall, in time, return.