There is a pandemic of red dust that fills the air and all around.

No one can seem to hide and run away from it.

Millions are stricken with panic, fear, and chaos as the dust abounds.

In the midst of all this, I focus only on my breath…breathing in …breathing out slowly…OM, OM, OM… erect in lotus as I sit.

I begin to go within and travel through the sacred temples, portals and gateways that leads to the Divine Light, Love and Consciousness that dissolves and transcends all this dust, illusion and maya in this inner world of Divine Light and Sound.

I am no longer me, myself and its limitations but pure Light, Love, Supreme Consciousness and its infinite possibilities. It is truly a Divine Fit.

When I return back to my breath and awareness of the me that is sitting there, I realize that the Light within my heart has burnt away all the red dust as I merge myself with that Divine refuge that I have found.

I am now a beacon of Divine Light that
illuminates so brightly to others to help others also find their way back to OM where that Divine Light is always Lit.

Poem by Blake Sinclair