Easy breezy
Fear
stalks us,
so we pause,
since we cannot
outrun lower mind.
The cause of contraction
we trace to mind’s ignorance,
which believes it is feeble form,
false concept encouraged by ego,
to enmesh our attention in darkness.
If we are not this body, who are we,
is the question we need to answer,
discovered in the vibrant void
of pure silence we embrace,
simply by resting thought;
then winds of bliss blow,
through every pore,
that’s a door,
of God’s
love.
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