Fall From Grace
Our hypnotic stupor, cause of our fall from grace
The flame flickers and our attention oscillates
The ego offers mind endless puzzles to lace
Deluded, rudderless heart then agitates
Voice of soul, as conscience, negates
When head and heart align
The ego dies for we we feed it not
As God-essence, for His love we pine
Exiting serpentine pathways of narrow thought
We thus regain freedom by non-doing self-taught
17-April-2022
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