Unseeking Seeker Poet Rhyme

burn the book

someone somewhere awakens
shares insights of wisdom realised
he addresses the mind of our soul
ego prefers data weighed and sized

canvas contorted, truth is distorted
what was alluded to remains unknown
lost in serpentine labyrinths of symbols
seeds of a nebulous religion are sown 

if we’d know what does not come and go
in as the absolute truth transcendental 
we need to tip toe into pure heart unshod
our eye nonjudgmental and touch gentle

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Gershon Wolf December 26, 2023 at 8:58 PM Today there are 'abrosexuals,' who change their sexual orientation daily. Their world -- and most people's today, I would maintain -- holds 'TRUTH' to be relative. What a cheapened, dumbed-down world-view, fostered by all of our 'elites.' Here's to sanity. :) Gershon Unseeking Seeker December 26, 2023 at 9:34 PM Differentiated perception is what but delusion?

Joseph P. DiMino December 25, 2023 at 8:42 AM Very true. Well said. Awaken the children, slowly, carefully, or they may be startled, feeling little more than shadows, frantic with light. Unseeking Seeker December 25, 2023 at 9:26 AM all is within, immediate and intimate and we are It, known if identity (ego) recedes.