Easy breezy
Sages who have walked the earth have proclaimed,
that this world as we know it is a dream
but we are blind since our soul has been maimed
by endless thought chatter we choose to stream,
failing to see that we are God’s sunbeam.
Flowing like the breeze, life’s a divine tease,
so each wave if we embrace and release,
simply thus by choosing not to stagnate,
with no demons to appease, we’re at ease,
carried by the currents, to heaven’s gate.
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