Wait for her grace

The familiar tide pulls me back, away from her... as my guru steps back, teaching me. My ego rushes forward, ready to command.

For the first time in this body, I use my will to turn back to her, I use my mind to choose her grace.

She is teaching me, strengthening me. Every time I choose her, my mind is purified, it is stronger.

I do not run, or grasp. I sit still and wait for her grace; a huge wave of bliss that strengthens me and my resolve.

I believe in her more than this place.