awake in the dream

we are still but life around moves if lust rises, soul disapproves world, a dream, conjured by desire which fleeting goal do we aspire amidst images shape shifting wisps of smoke around us drifting the movie unfolds as was caused but freezing the frame, we have paused mood and mode, embrace and release flowing thus with nonchalant ease in timeless time coming undone recognising we all are one linked together with threads of love God’s grace pouring in from above