Elope with love

We know not who we are and yet we spar Striving to somehow gain the upper hand Fires of desire shift on our heart’s radar But since taste of joy bestowed now seems bland We yield to lust consuming contraband Our ego is blind yet for truth does grope Our soul contracts but wishes to expand Heart beseeches head with love to elope Distance from lust to love indeed seems far But it’s easy if soul’s journey is planned First things first, leave the door of heart ajar Then thoughts that arise, are mindfully scanned Awareness is by our soul presence manned Truth transcendental is beyond mind’s scope So dump ego and obey God’s command Heart beseeches head with love to elope Our void-centric eye sees form from afar Where God hides, we cannot comment offhand He plays on spine’s thirty three stringed guitar Some sages point to the pineal gland Others to monks in a faraway land Life force ebbs; we see we’ve run out of rope So in staid silence, beliefs we disband Heart beseeches head with love to elope God’s touch dispels delusion, strand by strand Slippery’s the slope but now we have hope That we’re living light, we now understand Heart beseeches head with love to elope