consciousness correction
here we are in space-time
limited and feeling incomplete
onset of dread, an ominous chime
but why should soul acknowledge defeat
it does not, merely observing the impulse
heart contractions in this body-mind
feeling bliss throb as God’s pulse
we become divine aligned
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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