Absolute Truth
Let the sacred fire burn all the lies I’ve been fed
Have it transformed into manure, put in heaps and mixed with Earth
for new seeds to harvest, for fresh new births.
Let the water cleanse all the human deceits planted in me
So I connect with the absolute truth and be set free
Let me breathe fresh air with divine insight
Help me see beyond the conditioned blind
Let my soul reach her own conclusions
to live my Nirvana, with no distractions, no illusions.
9-06-2018
Copyright © Natasha Turner | Year Posted 2018
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