Five Senses
Five Senses?
Why would I want them if
Touch is weak when it goes through the invisible body.
Smell is not offering enough of substitute for the freshness of the Himalayan peaks.
Hearing is not needed when Soul is listening.
Taste is all there is to Freedom.
Vision, oh, vision… the blessing and curse!
I'll leave it in this body, so I could see it better.
Copyright © Nat St | Year Posted 2016
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