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