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Fear of Freedom

There was a time in the not too distant past 
When gloating in ferality was our daily repast
Yet from time to time through the outer din
We felt a stirring of warm love deep within
But with senses externalised in illusion
Fear & desire kept us enmeshed in delusion
Even knowing that what seemed lost may be found
Fear of freedom kept us bound
Until one day we received a divine impulse
Felt within as a magnetic pulse
Urging us to listen to the voice of innocence 
Speaking to us in whispers as our conscience 

Wherefrom came the exalted thought
That inspiration along with it brought
We know not

But we listened
Divinity within glistened
Consciousness self illumined

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 7/22/2020 11:40:00 PM
You've got me wondering: How distant was the past wherein we 'gloated in ferality?' Intriguing ink, Seeker. Write on! ~ Gershon
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