Deep Stupor
“The rot has sunk in deep
Yet we continue to sleep”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grooves of habit
Becoming reflex instinct
No longer wait
Our originality extinct
Waking from sleep
We expect our body to be there
Is it not a hypnosis deep
Of or true origin now unaware
At a secondary level
In each and every thing we do
Oblivious to Gods miracles
So patterned has become our view
Even in thought rested awareness
In the vibrant void of cessation
Memory imagery stuporousness
Obscures depth of our elation
Energy pulsations toroidal
Beauteous full complete loop
Would it not be tragicomical
If to lower orbits it stoops
So to feel the throb in fullness
To become the bliss fizz
Mindfulness renews emptiness
Then that that is is as it is
28-December-2020
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