I’ve Touched You

Moved by a young woman’s in tense physical suffering, the author dedicated this poem to all those in a similar situation.

I’ve touched you
With the healing rays of My love
Across the expanse of time and space

Timeless is My Being
Space is an illusion.
Nowhere am I not;
No time was I not or shall not be.
Eternity to eternity I AM.

The soul of being, awareness, bliss;
The quintessence of truth, goodness, beauty;
I am your eternal Self, Beloved.

I touched you, bathed you, embraced you,
With gentle showers of golden light,
Chaste and beauteous beyond imagination,
Restoring sacred wholeness
To body, mind, and heart.

Nurture it with love and devotion,
Yearning only for ME,
Your loving Lord.
The plentitude of the Spirit shall be yours.
Be happy, Be happy, I’ve touched you.

~Somar Sundarum Coopam
Wellsley, Massachusetts, USA