cessation
to whom does this come
gamut of emotions
caged by thought we drown
in dark swirling oceans
to whom does this come
when we’re spirit unbound
how may our true Self
in feeble form be found
to whom does this come
this urge to ascend
we are the universe
so with the vast void blend
to whom does this come
divine pulsations warm
we are that witness
calm in every storm
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