Seeds of Worship

from Mother Poems and A Crack in Time by Shambhavi Sarasvati at Kindred 108. We're all kindred here.

All forms of worship
are worshipped by that one
who is also the devotee 
of every worshipper. 

From the perspective of prayers
borders are farce
and origins cannot be told
with ordinary words.

Prayers are seeds
that travel around.
They don’t mind
who speaks them 
with what accent
or from where.
They wait tenderly
and bloom their scent gladly
finding the gates of the heart
even slightly ajar.

All symbols are that one’s—
all scriptures and all
stories about the nature of 
beings and things.

The living expanse
emits infinite rays.
Here in this crowded 
City of the Heart
every meeting
finds itself 
welcomed and 
at home.

from Mother Poems and A Crack in Time by Shambhavi Sarasvati

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