Decrypting the code
Heart’s thirst to come first
brings out ego’s worst,
so it’s best we quell,
such desires that swell.
We wish to expand
but let’s understand,
we’re soul, not this form,
so be kind and warm.
We’re that that survives
death through cuts by knives.
Eternal’s our light,
shining within bright.
Heart is the centre,
where bliss beats enter,
imbibed if we’re pure,
humble and demure.
Thus it’s up to us,
to board God’s love bus,
no load on our chest,
bringing out our best.
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