as we metamorphose
we notice that head and heart stand apart
so we oft need to employ subterfuge
but when with cravings of ego we part
consciousness takes a leap and it is huge
flowing in witness mode on heart no load
fickle fate that unfolds is but a dream
which impacts us not in the heart abode
distanced from thoughts which from lower mind stream
recognising we’re spirit not this form
we view body-mind as a car we drive
in life centred in stillness through each storm
that thus doing so soul’s light we revive
no longer are we by thought forms decoyed ~
in blissful rapture we dance in the void
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