Delusion To Illumination
Discontent with the way things are
we flounder about seeking joy
and to this end we strive and spar
but cavings of ego decoy,
so rudderless we drift afar.
Transfixed by diverse forms we see,
we're in a state of hypnosis;
nurturing lust, our soul's at sea.
Prayer proffers the prognosis ~
head and heart should with love agree.
Renouncing thus every excuse,
thoughts rested, we choose cessation,
succumbing not to ego’s ruse,
we align with love’s vibration;
rapture of bliss becomes our muse.
17-October-2022
HMS, Rhymezone, PS, Grammar
THREE STANZA POEM IN QUINTAIN (SICILIAN) Poetry Contest
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins
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