back to basics
We felt we had been to lied,
since boons we sought were denied
but since our heart was not pure,
this was God’s way to censure.
To imbibe the pulse divine,
nodes within form must align
with love, feeling not thinking;
our awareness, unblinking.
To be as such, thoughts must cease,
that with no demons to please,
ego cravings die in time
and then we heavenward climb.
Transfixed in the cosmic hum,
doing nothing we become
the light we set out to seek,
by plugging energy leak.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024
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