Unseeking Seeker Poet Ottava rima

Choose your weapon

Does the low processing power of our brain,
which fragments rather than cognising the whole,
impose upon consciousness a needless strain,
because we’ve assigned mind a prominent role,
though it can feel not pitter-patter of rain
and most certainly not, the light of our soul?
Choose your weapon, exulted God from heaven;
the wise invoke grace through our chakras seven.

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Daniel Henry Rodgers January 22, 2025 at 6:22 AM Dear US, As I was read I thought how your word strikes like lightning, sharp, probing, and spiritually filled. The interplay of mind, soul, and divine grace feels like a call to arms for wisdom and awakening. Brilliantly thought-provoking. Winter Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel Unseeking Seeker January 22, 2025 at 6:46 AM Thank you, Daniel. Such is spirituality as opposed to religion. It is a direct inquiry, fearless and free from conditioned belief.