Flickering Flame
Flickering flame
A discordant note
of egos that bloat,
so discerned by mind,
holds on us no bind.
Heart’s slight resentment
is discontentment,
noticed as a slip,
as we nearly trip.
This flicker in space
is our soul’s disgrace,
which though now restored,
at that moment gored.
If what is just is,
then bubbling bliss fizz
should be all we feel,
in it’s full appeal.
13-September-2022
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