A Tragicomic Tale
equating dreams
as thought forms
by heart conjured
we pause the cause
of such movement
getting to the roots
body identification
also termed as ego
negating nothing
we examine desire
that so manifests
deluded cravings
again and again
needing fulfilment
in this life or the next
until thirst is quelled
surreptitious ego
offers specious logic
that we may accept
validity of illusions
of unawakened soul
and thereby stagnate
in our thought spirals
dreams within dreams
our soul is hypnotised
by illusions self-created
and so we live in trance
unaware of our true Self
resident in toroidal heart
being eternal living light
the very essence of God
albeit veiled from sight
Plato’s allegory of cave
defines our predicament
we acknowledge not light
nor align with sublime love
refusing to enter silence
preferring to be a captive
of our conditioned belief
a tragicomic tale indeed
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