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