Flight To Freedom
Something’s amiss, in this matrix
All that we see, is doomed to die
Our form’s but sticks and bones and bricks
Within which ego’s up to tricks
Delusion - heart’s cry, as we sigh
When feral urge, we don’t decry
Trauma bonding with lower mind
The time’s now hermit, to ask why
Going through turbid earth life grind
Heart’s desires grip us in their bind
If only we dwell in silence
Bliss ours, if we’re with love aligned
Rekindling inner sentience
Bursts forth innate luminescence
God’s light aglow, in cave of heart
Cascading bliss effervescence
08-March-2022
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