Inner Rising Sun

"Like a lid to a vessel, O Sun! Your golden orb covers the entrance to Truth. 
Kindly open the same and lead us to Truth."


I pressed my palms together in prayer mudra and recited the mantra.
The words vibrated and resonated out in all directions, gently touching the sea and forming a force field around me.

I gazed at the sun, it's reflection rose in my eyes; and I felt it's golden orbs become my own.

Grateful for the warmth, the light and my own inner rising sun that never sets, I rise during dark times.