Dying Ember
Gleam of our eye, dulled by stupor
Mind-body cage, becomes bondage
Our fickle attention wavers
Fears and desires, our heart ravage
Regret, remorse, inner conflict
Gleam of our eye, dulled by stupor
With love aligned, our stance perfect
Propelling us to realms upper
Childlike joy and playful caper
Stifled due to ego craving
Gleam of our eye, dulled by stupor
Self-blocking bliss throb elating
As is above, so is below
God omnipresent, our saviour
With love flow, in stillness mellow
Gleam of our eye, dulled by stupor
17-July-2021
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