The Purity of the Soul

There is a stream below a mountain
and in the air the soft smell of well-being
this is the place to be
for from it flow life’s forces
to fill and enrich the soul
drink the water of life and smile in the sun of love
from the great star in the sky
a light will shine on the chosen one
it’s the one who drink from the stream of light
go forth and spread your wings
for where you fly love will follow
below the mountain round the stream
where the lilies of knowledge colour your dreams….

Ruddha 1990