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Crown Chakra

Grace in-pours from the baby’s fontanel That soft, tender spot on top of it’s head In time gaps close, blocking God’s miracle We become a man of the world, well bred Desires pursued, till point of exhaustion We recognise pain follows fleeting joy Thus ceasing striving, we choose cessation Dwelling in silence, free from ego’s ploy Back to the start, our crown’s activated This time around, by divine magnetism Lower mind’s cravings are all placated Vibrant and aglow, becomes body prism Earth life is short, so let us not waste time Heeding love’s chime, meld with divine sublime 03-March-2022
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March 3, 2022 at 11:03 AM
I too believe that a new baby gets direct instructions through that soft spot until she closes.
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